~YAEL~
"Well, that was something, wasn't it?" Duncan said to her with a chuckle.
"Yes," she said, nodding.
She was now fully dressed, and they were in the common area of his home. Her feet were on his and they were swaying to the sweet sounds of a romantic song that was playing on his turntable. He guided her feet in a dance as he pressed his lips to her forehead.
"I want do it again," Yael said shyly.
"Oh, trust me, it'll be getting us to stop that's the trick."
Yael laughed. "I am happy like this," she said. "I want be with you forever."
"I'll move with you to your country, and we can be with your family for the rest of our lives."
Yael's mouth fell open in surprise. "No, you don't have to!"
"I want to," he said. "I don't have family here. And Lucy travels a lot. Besides, you're not exactly the safest here."
"What you mean?"
"Have you heard of the KKK?"
Her expression turned serious. "Yes."
"They have a faction here. And I know they don't like the idea of you being here."
"Ah, them bastards. It is sad to hate someone for ethnicity."
"Exactly my thoughts."
"What you think of me Jewish?"
"Doesn't make me like you any less or more."
"You English, yeah?"
"Yes," Duncan said. "I am."
"I hear English fuck different."
"Well, you just fucked one. So what do you think?"
"English fuck the same. You, you fuck like heaven."
"What," Duncan said with a laugh. "Did you think we Englishmen say things like 'Goodness!' or 'That's absolutely delightful!' after we cum or something?"
Yael shook her head at him while grinning.
"I can do that, you know. Say that after we have sex," Duncan said.
"You do that, I will never fuck you again!"
He laughed. "By the way, I thought you might also want to know that since I'm an immortal, I've had to use many aliases. One of my names is Charles. You should say it when we fuck."
"Charles?" Yael said. "Like... 'Yes, Charles, yes!' or 'Harder, Charles!' Like that?" And she shook in laughter in their embrace.
"Yes, of course. How sexy, isn't it?"
"I will never cum again!"
"Oh, I don't know about that, Yael."
"I swear never."
"Would you like to test that theory out?" Duncan said, whispering into her ear before he caught her earlobe between his teeth.
"Oh, fuck me."
"Fuck me... who?"
"Go to hell!" Yael said before she erupted into a chorus of laughter.
"Hell?" Duncan said, carrying her into his arms as he approached the bed. "You know there's only Heaven when it comes to you."
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Torrential Love
RomanceDuncan, a lighthouse keeper, discovers a shipwreck on his shore one day. He saves the only survivor, Yael, but is completely unprepared for what is going to happen next. (This novel is written in British English so some words are spelled differently...