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

charmed. He’d made the entire room twice the size of the house. There had to be a way to explain this without revealing the fact that he was a god and could do whatever the hell he wanted. Except make Neil and Talia fall in love with him. “I added an addition to the back of the house?”
    Double crap . Instead of sounding like a confident statement, it came out like a question.
    Neil raised his eyebrow at him but all he said was, “Some addition.”
    Eros nodded and gestured toward the bed. “Still up for…you know?” He was such an idiot. He was a god, dammit. But Neil had always made him feel a little like a mortal.
    Neil growled and kissed him fiercely. “Oh, I’m still up all right.”
    The floor creaked under Eros’s feet as he hurried to the bed and threw himself on it. A warm body covered him from behind, and he shivered despite the heat. He was finally about to get laid.
    Eros tried to get a hold of his emotions. It wasn’t like he’d never had sex before. He was close to three thousand years old, give or take a few centuries. But this was the first time he’d ever come close to being intimate with someone he truly loved.
    “God, Aaron. I want you so much. I don’t know if I can go slowly right now.”
    That was the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. Luckily, he was a god and would be able to make this good for both of them. “Don’t wait. I want you just as much.”
    “Oh, thank god.” A long finger traced down Eros’s spine, lingered at the top of his ass, and then dipped into his crack. “Lube, baby. We need lube.”
    Again, it was a good thing he was a god. It wasn’t like he had lube and condoms stashed around, but he could summon them with a blink of the eye. “Nightstand. Top drawer.”
    He heard some rustling and then the sounds of Neil rummaging in his drawer. “On your hands and knees,” Neil commanded. The finger was back, tapping at Eros’s back door, and this time, it was cold and slick. “Relax and push back against me.”
    Eros blew out a breath and used his god powers to loosen his muscles. Neil’s finger slid in easily, and they both groaned.
    The finger in Eros’s ass wiggled. “Tell me when I find the right spot.”
    “’Kay.” In all the years he’d existed, no one had ever gone out of their way to find his most responsive spot. The few times a lover had stimulated him there, it had been an accident and had only lasted a few minutes.
    But it looked like that was about to change.
    Anticipation raced through him. Neil might say he wasn’t going to be able to go slow, and maybe he really felt that way, but he was taking the time to prepare him. Even if Neil was unable to find that coveted pleasure spot, the very fact that he was trying put him head and shoulders over any of Eros’s other lovers.
    Just as he was about to tell Neil to forget it, a pleasure so intense battered him. Oh man, there it was! Neil had just found that secret gland, and the feeling was indescribable. All he knew was that if Neil kept this up, Eros would be peaking again all too soon. “Gods, Neil, get into me. I’m stretched enough.”
    Neil’s finger stilled and Eros’s knees were wedged apart by a pair of thighs. “You can’t be ready yet,” Neil protested. “I’ve only got one finger in.”
    He was so crazed to feel Neil in him that it was on the tip of his tongue to confess who he really was. But he’d tried that with another lover before, and the woman had tried to have him committed to an insane asylum. “I like the burn,” he said instead.
    There was no answer at all. But another finger joined the first, and Eros’s eyes rolled up. He swore he could see the inside of his skull, but he couldn’t help it. His cock felt like it weighed a hundred pounds and throbbed with its impending orgasm. He was a god, dammit. He should be able to control his body, but it seemed his body had its own ideas. “Neil,” he said in warning.
    The fingers were removed, and Neil tugged gently on