Book Five: Chapter 204

Mike turned his attention to Amymone and beckoned her toward them with a crooked finger. “Yes,” he replied, answering both her questions.

“Hey, say no more.” She hopped into the fountain, the leaves of her skirt floating on the surface of the water. “I’m sure I’ll figure it out later.”

Amymone pressed her hips into Mike from behind, as if steadying him. Strong hands moved around his body and settled on his crotch, stroking him through the fabric of his pants.

There was a temporary pang of guilt as he thought of Velvet. Though her loss was still fresh in his mind, he was about to have sex with at least one of the women here, if not both.

He closed his eyes and let Naia and Amymone attend to him, the sensations of their hands and mouths on his body flowing through his very soul. Naia kissed him on the mouth as Amymone sucked on his neck, her hands pushing aside his clothes. If not for the fact that he had planted his grief in the forests of Oregon, there was no