Wild Dreams [Story Collection]
I traced the letters with my fingertip, reading aloud in a whisper:
“He who awakens Tah shall bond body and soul. Flesh to flesh. Desire without end. Only the chosen may release the God of Ecstasy… and in doing so, become his eternal vessel.”
I laughed softly, the sound nervous and echoing.
“That’s insane. Completely insane.” Who would willingly bond with a sex god? Who would sign up for eternal anything like that?
Still, I couldn’t stop admiring him. My gaze traveled slowly down the statue’s perfect form — the defined ridges of his abdomen, the sharp V of his hips, the way the thin cloth strained over what lay beneath.