Page 124 of Broken Obsession

“Whatever you want.” Eden moaned when Ares’ cock slipped back inside of him, slowly gliding forward.

“I want all of you.”

He grinned. “You already have all of me.”

“Oh, that’s right.” Ares pumped leisurely and thought it over, ignoring Eden’s little growls of frustration. “Then I want you to pose for me later. Naked. On our bedroom floor.”

That didn’t sound too bad. He could—

“While this sweet ass of yours gets pounded by that fucking machine you used to adore so much,” Ares concluded, smirking wickedly at Eden’s instant protests. In part because he knew the machine no longer did it for him, but also because of the hidden implication in his words.

“For how long?” Eden whined.

“As long as it takes me to sculpt you like that.”

He blinked at him. “You want to make a statue of me taking it up the ass?”

“If you’re not willing—” Ares started to pull out and move away.

Eden grabbed onto him, tugging him close, gasping when his cock drove back into him for his efforts. As soon as he was able to focus again, he shook his head. “No. No, it’s fine. I agree. It’s a deal.”

“Really?”

“I love you, Lucifer.” He ran his fingers through Ares’ dark curls and then gave a stinging pull. “Let me have my fun, then we can go home, and you can get yours.”

“Don’t worry, babe,” Ares said. “There are a million more games I have in store.”

“Can’t wait.” Eden meant it. “There’s literally no reality I’d rather be a part of than this one right here, with you.”