❝ say my name. ❞
AMERICAN GODS | @forevcrandever
Completely under her spell, lost in magnetic eyes, and ultimately John’s human whim suddenly in full effect–overtaking him entirely. He’d bent himself to her will, and how terribly easy it was to heed her, to be hers forever. They were vacationing in Paris, a regular event for them; especially, during the spring. It was their luxury retreat, and perhaps even the most romantic time for them, when their passion was most unbridled. He’d been lost with her for hours on end, but what was time for an immortal? There was no need for such a mortal invention when they would be present evermore. ❝ Miriam, ❞ he spoke softly, lips red from their tireless kissing. John had been pinned under her perfect, gorgeous figure, writhing here and there because of the things she was doing to him, which some might consider heinous. ❝ Miriam Blaylock. ❞ He’d loved her like no other soul, and even loved the sound of her name. She was everything to him, as they both were to one another. ❝ Miriam, I’m yours. ❞














