The Mortal's Choice_A Short Standalone Reverse Harem by Lacey Carter Andersen

Author:Lacey Carter Andersen [Andersen, Lacey Carter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phoenix Press LLC
Published: 2019-05-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Ethan carries me to my room and sets me in front of my bed. The three Gods stare at me without speaking, and I realize, for the first time, that they’re going to see me naked. My mind goes to my injuries, and I stiffen. There’s no chance they’ll want me when they see that. Even if they could look past how out of shape I am.

My injuries are... revolting.

Looking down at the floor, every drop of my confidence fades. “I have a lot of scars.”

“We have scars.” Aeron’s voice is soft and reassuring.

I don’t move. “Not like sexy guy scars. I mean hideous ones. On a body that doesn’t exactly belong to a supermodel.”

Sage is there before me, his tall frame dwarfing mine. He draws my chin up, and our eyes meet. The second I look at him, my fears melt away. This God of grief and mourning has seen more terrible things than my body.

But will he like what he sees?

For some reason, I really want him to. I want this to be about more than healing.

It doesn’t have to be love. But more than just something for me.

“Maybe we should start,” Ethan says, and I’m surprised to hear something in his voice.

Is he cocky? Even as the question enters my mind, he reaches for the hem of his shirt and draws it off.

Holy shit. I think my heart just stopped. He didn’t just feel hard beneath his clothes. He is hard. A sea of incredible muscles that ripple over his entire chest and stomach. And my God, I don’t remember ever being an arm woman, but his biceps are something else. An ancient language curls along the chiseled lines, giving Death a bad boy edge that I’m digging.

When he reaches for the button on his jeans, my gaze snaps to his hands. The button flicks open. The zipper goes down, and those tight jeans get stripped away, leaving behind a gorgeous man in nothing but dark boxers.

“Death has an erection.”

“I’m not Death,” there’s a rumble of laughter in his voice.

Which is exactly the moment I realize I’ve spoken aloud. My cheeks heat, and I wrap my arms around my chest, realizing that my nipples are poking through the thin material of my shirt.

“If you liked that,” he continues, then slides his boxers off.

I swallow. “That’s... wow!”

There are people who say men don’t look good naked. I guarantee you they’ve never seen this man. I have never wanted to lick a person like an ice cream cone before, but I want to lick every inch of him.

I’m in serious trouble.

Sage moves closer to me. “I’d prefer if you undressed me, if you don’t mind.”

There’s a lump at the back of my throat as I reach for his sweater. Peeling it up, I realize he doesn’t have a shirt underneath. And these men, I’m pretty damn sure they all go to the same gym, because he is fine. Not just, “fine,” but fiiiinnnne.

“Are all Gods built like this?”

Sage laughs.

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