For the Love of a God [Gods of Olympus] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free Page A

orgasm and reached for Neil, hauling him up so he could kiss his mouth. He dipped his tongue inside to play with Neil’s and was entranced by his own taste on the man’s lips.
    “Thanks,” he said between kisses.
    “My pleasure.” Neil’s hips were pushing against his insistently.
    He was feeling playful, so he pushed back even though he was pretty sure he’d never get it back up anytime soon. “I don’t think you’ve had your pleasure yet. And I think I can help you out with that.”
    Neil moaned against his mouth. “I would be appreciative. Lead the way.”
    Great Zeus, he’d been wanting Neil in his bed for ages. Well, Neil and Talia, but they were working up to that. In the meantime, he was going to take what he was finally allowed to have.
    He toed his shoes off and kicked his pants across the room. Grabbing Neil’s hand, he towed the other man down the hall to his bedroom. “Hurry.”
    Neil laughed and tugged him to a stop. Strong arms wrapped around his waist, and then Neil was kissing the daylights out of him. “We have all night, Aaron.”
    Right. He was moving too fast. He relaxed against Neil and kissed him back, moving his hands up and down the smooth skin of Neil’s back. He leaned back and gazed at the beautiful man in front of him.
    Neil’s body must have been fashioned by the gods, because he was abso-fucking-lutely gorgeous. There was just a smattering of dark hair over his chest, his pink nipples poking through like they were begging for a good suck or maybe a tweak. The hair thickened under his belly button, forming a treasure trail that Eros ached to run his fingers through.
    Strong thighs and rippled abs framed his long cock, which was slightly curved and standing tall and proud to tap at his lower belly. That thing would fill him right up, and the bend would cause the tip to scrape right across his gland every time.
    His own dick jerked and miraculously began to rise again. And here he thought he’d never get it up again. Clearly, Neil’s body had a wondrous effect on his.
    He couldn’t wait to have that prick inside him, but if Neil wanted slow, he would get slow. Neil wasn’t the only one adept at teasing a man’s body. “Come and look at my bed. I think you’re really going to like it.”
    “Beds are good,” Neil muttered as he wrestled with the button on his fly.
    “Shoes,” Eros said with an amused smile.
    “Huh?” Neil looked up at him, still fighting with his pants. How was it that the man could get someone else’s pants down without a problem but struggled with his own? Well, whatever the problem was, Eros found the man adorable.
    He knelt down and removed one of Neil’s sneakers. “I don’t want you to trip if your pants get tangled around your ankles.”
    Understanding dawned on Neil’s face, and he bent down to help. “Falling would suck.”
    Working together, the two of them got Neil’s shoes, socks and jeans off in record time. Eros looked up at Neil, who was still bent over. The look on his face took Eros’s breath away.
    They smiled at each other, and Neil laid his hand flat against Eros’s cheek, rubbing his thumb against his cheekbone. “We should have done this a long time ago.”
    “You’re right.” He snuggled into Neil’s touch, sighing contentedly. He could stay like this all night, but the stiff cock waving in his face told him that Neil probably wouldn’t be patient for much longer. “Let’s go.”
    He stood up and fumbled with the doorknob, never taking his gaze off Neil’s. The door swung open, and he nudged Neil backward until they crossed the threshold before shutting and locking the door. While there was currently no one in the house, he never knew which god would pop up next. He’d charmed the door so that no one would be able to come in when it was closed. He wouldn’t want his stepfather or, Zeus forbid, his mother walking in on them.
    “Holy shit!” Neil’s voice was awed.
    Crap . The door wasn’t the only thing he’d