Even a whole hour later, Ziz still couldn't get his head to stop spinning.
Sharing Yemaja was something he had never even considered as a possibility before.
Wasn't he enough? Who could want more than him??
Look at him!
He was handsome! Charismatic! Charming!
And Yemaja hadn't gotten to experience it yet, but his sex certainly wasn't bad either. Real incubus-level stuff, according to Persephone and a few other expert figures on the matter.
"So I take it you're having some difficulties with this."
"Just a little." Ziz replied tersely.
"I haven't said yes to anything yet." Yemaja soothed. "But I think it's something we should talk about."
"You mean how you're going to reject him? I agree. I'm partial to cruel words and castration, but I suppose that might put a damper on your relationship with your sister."
Yemaja rolled her eyes as she lay down on the bed next to Ziz. "That would be funny if I didn't know you were serious. I'm not going to castrate him, Ziz."
