“Stop it,” he said in a deep rumbling voice that seemed to shake Tace’s body. “I heard you the first time. Saying it over and over is annoying. Stop. Once is enough.”
Obedience dropped Tace’s hand and threw herself prostrate on the quilt in front of the god. “Apologies, Lord!”
“Stop the groveling. I get too much of that everywhere else. What do you want?”
“For you to meet your newest follower, Lord.” Obedience knelt up and gestured to Tace. For her part, Tace was trembling and not from the cold. Having s*x on the quilt in front of the flaring fire had warmed her body, but the appearance of Obedience’s lord frightened her to where she had no control over her actions. She was literally shaking, and for good reason.
Obedience’s god, her god as well, was essentially a man, but different en
