his face pale.
“How can you be,” he whispers. “Your parents had no Immortal blood.”
I look at him, stunned. “I am immortal?”
“These tattoos signify that, but I will have to test your blood to see what type. How?” He shakes his head as if to clear it.
“What do you mean my parents didn’t have Immortal blood? You knew my parents?”
“No. I looked at their blood line.”
“Who were they?”
“What do you mean who were they? Margret and John Calkins.”
She shook her head. “No, those were my adopted parents. I was dropped off at a church when I was a day old and they took me in.” He looks surprised by this.
“And today is your 25th birthday. You just came of age,” he says like it just came to him.
Stiffly, I get up and stretch, then walk into the bathroom. I stare in the mirror at the beautiful tattoo. I take off my shirt and gasp. It wraps around my upper torso and back. It goes from my arms up my shoulders and splits. One goes down around my breasts, crosses in the middle of my stomach, and goes around to my back; the other goes down my back, wraps around the front, then heads down and disappears into my pants. Little vines twirl around my breasts and end at my nipples. One twirls around my belly button. I slip off my pants and panties. The vines go down my butt to my legs, and little ones wrap around my hips. In the front, it goes down my legs and wraps around my ankles and feet. It turns, then goes back up and intertwines with the others. I can’t believe my eyes. I am Immortal? How?
Neeko slips up behind me and traces my new tattoo, sending shivers down my body. “You look beautiful. You were before, but now that you’re Immortal, we can really be together.”
“What? I thought we already were together.”
“I couldn’t really be with you if you were human because I would have hurt you. I have been holding back because I was afraid.”
I don’t know how to respond to that. I feel like I should be mad that he has been lying about why he would not have sex with me, but I’m not. Maybe I’m too excited right now and it will hit me later. I don’t think it will, though. He was just being careful, but he should have told me. He turns me so I am facing him. He looks me straight in the eyes. “I’m sorry. I should have told you. I really do want you to give me all your pieces.”
He leans down and gently places his lips on mine. My body instantly warms. I arch into him and deepen the kiss. His hands slide to my breast, and he rolls my nipples between his thumb and finger. I moan against his lips. Breaking our kiss, I tug his shirt over his head and throw it to the floor. I trace the puzzle piece tattoo on his heart, wondering what it means. This man is definitely a god, just like his ancestors. He dips his head to my neck and kisses it. I can’t stop thinking about getting him to bed.
Suddenly, I am not in Neeko’s arms, but in our bed. What? Laughing, Neeko comes out of the bathroom.
“You just flashed.”
I’m momentarily stunned, then I start laughing, too.
“You must have really wanted to be in bed.”
“You have no idea.”
Laying naked on the bed with my arms under my head, I’m staring at Neeko. His eyes turn dark with desire, and he slowly walks toward me. He climbs on the end, grabs my left foot, and nibbles on my toes. I giggle. He puts my foot down and climbs in between my legs, staring straight into my eyes as he lowers his face to my pussy. My heartbeat goes into overdrive. He blows on my wetness and it sends shivers down my legs. He lowers his eyes and licks me. Taking two fingers, he pushes them inside and I arch off the bed. Using his fingers and tongue, he quickly brings me to climax, then licks my juices off his fingers and grins at me. “Yum. You taste so good.” He kisses up my stomach to my breast, biting down on one and massaging the other. The unexpected pleasure/pain makes me moan.
I wrap my legs around him and pull him closer. I grind
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