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With every centimeter of Epimetheus’ length that entered her, Elpida was sure he was all the way in. She was full. Surely she couldn’t take more. But he kept going. And she obviously could. And it felt incredible, for her body to be reshaping to accommodate him while he touched her more deeply than she ever felt possible. His palms framed her head, but at the same time, they cupped and squeezed her breasts. They massaged her thighs. Fingers pinched her nipples and feathered over her clitoris, making it impossible for her to focus on a single sensation.
Epimetheus’ face was a hairsbreadth from hers, but he wasn’t kissing her. He was watching her, and she let him see all she felt. Her desire and her need and her love. There was no lingering doubt in her mind that he was right. She was his. Forever didn’t scare her when it involved his large body pressing into her, slowly and gently stretching her to this side of pain.
He stilled and touched his forehead to hers. “You’re thinking. You shouldn’t be thinking.”
Yet another set of invisible fingers dug into her ribs, tickling, and she laughed. “I was thinking you’re huge.”
Epimetheus ducked to nibble her ear. “I am actually a lot bigger than this,” he whispered.
She couldn’t imagine that. He’d be tripping over himself if he were. “You mean your... You know.” She squeezed her pelvis muscles around him, and he let out the most delicious groan that made her shiver.
“I mean all of me,” he said. “My true form is several times this size.” At her horrified gasp, he added, “But I won’t show you now.”
Better not, or he’d rip her in half. And—oh—when he tilted his hips and gave a short thrust, he hit that sweet spot inside her that sent a tingle throughout her body. She brought up her legs, to wrap them around his narrow waist, and held on as he slid out of her and inside again, this time in a long, deep thrust. A fresh jolt of desire speared her belly, driving a mewling sound out of her.
“You okay?” he asked when she dug her nails into his shoulders.
She nodded like her life depended on it. “Yes. Don’t stop.”
He laughed as he withdrew and slammed into her again. Her hips flew off the mattress, and she pressed down against him. God, this was heaven. Each of his thrusts made her body shake, and what he did with his hands... No, with his lips. How could his lips be wrapped around one nipple and yet sucking on her clit?
She’d ask later. For now, she let her eyes slide shut as she sank into the cloud of pleasure he wrapped her in. He changed the angle of his strokes and pumped inside her faster. Goosebumps rose along her skin, and her head felt light, as her body clenched around him. And still she wanted more.
She glided one hand down his rock-hard back, to cup his ass and squeeze. “More. I want all you can give me.”
Epimetheus roared and rose to drape her legs over his arms.
Elpida was putty in his hands, as he impaled her on his cock, his grip on her hips punishing. She was folded in half, his thrusts driving the air from her lungs as pleasure filled her. She loved this. She loved him.
“I love you too, my one,” he said in her head.
Getting her eyelids to open took more effort than she cared to expend, but she wanted to look into his eyes. They were gold and liquid and filled with love and wonder. “Say it again,” she thought at him.
“I love you. I love you with all I am. My heart and soul are yours. Forever.” With every word he spoke, he slammed inside her, pushing her closer to the edge. “Say you’re mine, Elpida.”
“Yours. I’m yours for always.” The ball of fire he’d been stoking with his body and his mind took over, until she was all aflame, spinning in a whirlpool of emotion. Complete—that was the word. She didn’t orgasm; she erupted and came together again, feeling whole for the first time in her life.
She watched as Epimetheus chased his own release, the muscles of his chest and stomach clenching and rolling, and begging to be licked. She couldn’t reach him, so she imagined being able to lick the sweat off his body.
Epimetheus gave her a stunned look. “How—?” He didn’t get to finish his question, as his body jerked, and he spilled inside her.
Shit. “You came inside me.” She tried not to let it sound like an accusation.
He pulled out, still spurting, and trailed his fingers through his spendings on her mound. “Don’t worry. We won’t start a family until we decide to, and I can’t carry disease.”
So their eternity together came with built-in contraception. Could this get any better?
It did, a couple minutes later, when he was ready to go again.
He didn’t let her get out of bed until she complained she was hungry and couldn’t move her legs. Still, he held her hand and trailed behind her as she headed toward the kitchen for a snack.
His cum dripped down her inner thighs, and her pussy was sore, as if she was still stretched around him with every step she took, but she’d never felt better.
Until she turned on the living-room overhead light and saw Eros sitting where they’d left him.
“Mazel tov!” His grin was that of the cat that swallowed the canary.
Elpida was naked and drenched in bodily fluids in front of and ancient god. It was freak-out time. She grabbed the nearest couch cushion and held it in front of her as she funneled her embarrassment into a furious scowl. “Were you here the whole time? Listening in on us?”
Eros waved off her concern. “No need. The world is my pay-per-view porn. I can see every sexual act ever performed. In real time, too. I’m seeing one now. Woah, lady’s bendy.”
Epimetheus huffed. “Why are you still here?” He made no effort to hide his nudity. In fact, the way he stood might have been meant to stress his assets. Men would be men, no matter their immortality status.
Eros hopped to his feet with a flourish, and a large brown envelope appeared in his hand. “To give you this. It’s what you need to blend comfortably among the mortals.” He held the envelope out to Epimetheus, who looked at it befuddled. Eros shook his head. “Elpida will explain what each item is for, if you don’t want me to... impart my knowledge. Also, not sure if you’re staying here, but your clothes are in the bedroom closet to the right.”
It would take Elpida ages to get used to things happening magically, but anything that would help Epimetheus fit into her life to the degree that was possible was more than welcome.
“Now get dressed, and let’s go.” Eros scrunched his nose. “Maybe shower first?”
“Go where?” Elpida asked.
Eros rolled his eyes and heaved an exaggerated sigh. “To the sea world, to meet your in-laws.”
It didn’t sound like sea world was a theme park.