Sam's Secret (Icehome)

I try to imagine regal, elegant Sevvah finding teenage Sessah with a bone dildo and can't picture it. It's too strange and I'm a little embarrassed on Sessah's behalf. "What did you do with it?"

"Burned it," he says promptly. "And then put ashes in my brother's food for the next week."

I giggle at that, moving over to Sessah's side. I wrap my arms around his waist. "That's a shame. I would have liked to have seen it."

"I will show you the real thing later," he whispers, leaning in. "But only if you promise to lick it."

My giggles turn to full-blown laughter. "Buddy, that's how I got pregnant."

Sessah shakes his head, enjoying the joke. "I cannot believe after all this time you still do not know how a kit is made," he tsks. "Such a shame. I guess I will have to show you again." His eyes gleam with amusement.

Hot, sweet lust races through my veins. I twine my arms around his neck. "I guess you will. Think you have time to show me before the celebration?"

"We will make time," he vows.

And we do.