Possessing Allura (27 page)

‘No,' she clutched his shoulders, ‘please don't.'

‘It will be forever.'

‘I'll count on it,' she hooked her legs around his firm buttocks, ‘I am yours.'

‘Consider yourself taken.'

Indeed, she did. Taken, and given, and redeemed. The only question that remained was where her dream had come from and what role the god had played.

‘Maybe this world is the dream,' teased an inner voice, ‘and the other was real.'

‘Does it matter?' she replied, as she and Tesotoro melted together.

‘No,' said the voice of Zuranos, voice of creation and of every spirit and every possibility, ‘it does not… so long as I get my share of you.'

Allura shivered, thinking of the many nights ahead. With Tesotoro and the god both. In a way she was lucky; it wasn't every woman who got to cheat on her husband with the lord of the universe.