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The sight of Cassius’s body swallowing him whole had Morgan gnashing his teeth. He sank his fingers into Cassius’s thighs as Cassius started moving, his hungry hole squeezing Morgan’s flesh rhythmically as he danced up and down his shaft. Cassius’s sultry moans soon turned to gasps and cries, the pleasure storming him brightening his pupils with seraphic light.

Morgan ran his hands up Cassius’s legs to his belly and his chest. He pinched and tugged Cassius’s nipples and was rewarded by Cassius’s insides sucking him with a powerful contraction that drew a wanton groan from both of them.

It wasn’t long before Cassius drove them both over the edge. Fire flooded Morgan’s veins and sparked across his mind when the hard, hot knot inside his lower belly loosened with an explosive force that filled Cassius with his seed. Cassius’s head dropped back, his face and chest flushed and his lips open on incoherent sounds as he accepted everything Morgan gave him, the hot stickiness of his own ejaculation drenching Morgan’s stomach.

The scent of their lovemaking filled the bedroom when they finally collapsed in each other’s hold. Morgan’s heart raced wildly, the thumps echoed by Cassius’s own frantic beats where he lay atop him.

Morgan squeezed his arms tightly around the demigod.

“I promise, I won’t die on you,” he mumbled into his hair.

Cassius stiffened. He lifted his head and stared into Morgan’s eyes, determination darkening his gaze. “You better not. I will chase you to the end of the Hells if you do.”

Morgan chuckled at that. Cassius sucked in air as the motion shifted Morgan’s stirring cock inside his ass.

Morgan nibbled at Cassius’s chin. “Wanna go again?”

“You’re just a horny beast, aren’t you?” Cassius grumbled, color staining his cheekbones afresh.

Morgan grinned. “And you love me for it.”

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“Wow. Look at that smug face,”Kes muttered.

She studied Morgan with faint accusation from where she perched on a stool at the breakfast bar in Cassius’s apartment.

Tisiphone sniffed. “Like the cat that got the cream.”

Loki looked up and meowed before inhaling some gourmet salmon on the counter. He’d spent the night with the Goddesses and seemed to be in a more cheerful mood this morning. Orena scratched the demon cat behind the ears and leaned a hip against the worktop.

“This building could do with better soundproofing,”the Black Fate observed mildly.

Heat flooded Cassius’s face when he became the focus of the three Goddesses’ shrewd stares. He squinted at Morgan.

Morgan arched an eyebrow. “Hey, you’re the one who climbed on top of me.”

Cassius blushed harder.

Kes propped her chin on her hand. “How about you guys let us watch next time?”

Morgan’s amused expression vanished. He scowled. “Hell no!”

He slammed a cup of steaming coffee in front of her and spilled half its contents.

“Hey, be careful, dumbass!” Kes snapped.

They glowered at one another.

Atropos bit delicately into her smoked salmon bagel where she sat beside them, her expression that of someone pointedly ignoring the current inane exchange.

Cassius studied the faint shadows under Morgan’s eyes as he put more bagels in the toaster. Though the demigod was acting like nothing was wrong, he could see past his mask to the pain he was trying hard to hide. He could also feel the deepening coldness of Tenebra’s Rot within his soul core.

The way Atropos kept glancing surreptitiously at Morgan did little to reassure him. It was clear she was similarly worried.

Cassius picked up the remote to distract himself and switched on the TV, only to freeze when he saw the news headline. His pulse accelerated as he flicked rapidly through the other channels.

They were all broadcasting the same story.

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