“Isn’t this kind of weird?” I asked as I squatted next to Archer in the bushes.

My skin tingled at our proximity and my body was hyper aware of the man next to me. I felt giddy with my newfound feelings and didn’t quite know what to do with them. It was slowly hitting me that he loved me… and that I loved him back. I’d always desired him, but now I wondered how it would feel to boink someone you loved.

“Isn’t what weird?” Archer asked with a grin as we both scanned the humans at the breakfast buffet.

“This,” I said with a giggle. “Us. Doing this together.”

“I’d much rather be doing something else together, but this is better than nothing,” he replied as he handed me an arrow. “Have you hit a moving target yet?”

“Nope.” I needed to stick to one-word answers. His silky voice made me lightheaded. I was at a serious risk of jumping him.

“It’s a bit tricky. The arrows like to go straight, so you’ll need to judge the speed and direction of your victim and shoot slightly in front of them,” he explained.

“Well, poop. What if I miss?” I asked, not liking this new wrinkle. I had great aim, but I wasn’t perfect by a long shot… pun unfortunately intended.

“Then someone will fall in love with the sand or possibly a tiki torch, or Gods forbid, a plate of food,” he said with a laugh.

“That is not funny,” I said, biting back another giggle. “Now I feel frozen.”

Archer looked at me for a long moment and then held out his hand. “I never miss. I just pick shitty targets. How about you pick and I’ll shoot?”

My stomach fluttered and a feeling of pure happiness washed over me. This was right—all of it. Him and me hiding in the bushes. Us falling for each other. The two of us working together to bring more love to the world. We were two pieces of a puzzle that finally fit together after many, many failed tries.

“Deal,” I said, handing him the crossbow and planting a quick kiss on his lips.

“I’ll give you the rest of eternity to stop that,” he said as his mouth curled into a smile that left me breathless. “However, if you really want to shoot a bunch of bizarre humans you need to keep those lips to yourself. We got screwed out of our boink session and my Johnson-man-tool is very unhappy right now.”

“Hmm…” I said, glancing down at the front of his jeans and grinning. The bulge was impressive and my body reacted with a zing of lust. “He looks pretty happy to me. I mean, he’s standing up and trying to wave at me.”

Archer’s head fell back on his shoulders and he groaned. “Are you trying to kill me, Mermaid?”

“Nope, demigod,” I said as my lady bits began to dance a tango and my need for the man next to me increased more than I’d thought possible. “I can’t boink a dead demigod so hold those thoughts and let’s shoot some humans.”

“Or you could jump me in the bushes and take full advantage of me,” he suggested with a lopsided smile that made my heart rate speed up considerably. “I’d be really, really, really okay with that.”

“I’m sure you would,” I muttered and turned away from him so I wouldn’t take him up on his delightfully lewd offer. I would be really, really, really okay with it too, but we had a job to do. The boink-o-rama would have to wait.

“Let’s match four couples and then we boink,” I bargained.

“Two,” he shot back.

“Three and you have a deal,” I told him with an eye roll and a sigh of happiness. He was all kinds of crazy and all kinds of mine.

“Deal. Pick your first two victims,” Archer said, placing the arrow in the bow. “Let’s get the party started.”

“Did you just quote Pink?”

“Possibly,” he said. “Do you like Pink?”

“Love her. And as a matter of fact, I think you’re fucking perfect,” I told him with a smirk.

“Nice. You going to blow me one last kiss?” Archer inquired, enjoying the game.

“Nope, I’m going to blow you kisses for the rest of eternity. That’s why when the demons come you’re not allowed to die.” I went from silly to serious on a dime. I meant every word I’d just said.

“I have no intention of dying. I have too much to live for now,” he replied. “Now pick your victims, woman.”

“Will do,” I said with a salute.

His sexy half smirk jumbled my brain, but I took a deep breath and focused. This was important. Love was not a game. It was a gift and I was going to match the right humans.

The resort guests milled and ate, but I found my first couple with ease. Not to mention, I’d chatted with them on several occasions during their stay. They’d seemed to have lost that loving feeling, but had clearly still stayed together.

“Those two,” I whispered, pointing at Jim and Randy.

“The men?” Archer asked, making sure I hadn’t screwed up.

“Yep, they’re already together, but they need a little something to put the spice back into the relationship.”

“Your wish is my command,” he said as he aimed and shot them both with one single arrow.

“How did you do that?” I asked, shocked and wildly impressed. “That was unreal.”

“I’m good,” he replied cockily. “I’m really, really good. You should try me sometime. I do believe you’ll enjoy it.”

“You’re kind of an oversexed dork.” I bit down on my bottom lip to hide my delight. It was getting almost impossible to keep my hands to myself.

“Yes, well… you do that to me.”

“You’re welcome,” I said, brushing his arm with my breasts.

His pained groan was music to my ears. I was so close to jumping his fine ass. Two more couples—just two. I could do that.

“Hit the gal in pink and the guy with the blue baseball cap. They’ve been flirting the entire trip,” I instructed.

Archer didn’t waste a second. “Done. Next?”

My demigod was clearly as anxious as I was.

“The pretty older woman in the yellow sundress. She’s a widow and she came with a bunch of other people from her bridge club. The distinguished gentleman in the red cardigan has it bad for her. Shoot ‘em and let’s get the hell out of here.”

“Done. Wrap your arms around me. We’re taking a shortcut,” Archer insisted with wild, lust-filled eyes.

“A shortcut?” I asked, doing as he asked. His body felt like magic beneath my fingertips and I couldn’t wait to peel away the layers.

“Yep. Hang on.”

“Holy chicken of the sea in a tsunami,” I gasped out on a squeal as I landed with a big bounce on my bed in a shower of red and silver sparkles. “You’re crazy.”

“And horny,” Archer added as he removed his clothes with warp speed.

“We could have walked. My suite wasn’t that far,” I pointed out, ripping my bikini top and sarong off with equal speed.

“Why walk when you can transport? It’s faster.”

“This is true,” I agreed as I stood up on the bed, took three good jumps and then launched myself at the gorgeous naked man who loved me.

“That was fucking hot,” he murmured against my neck as he caught me and held me close.

“Glad you caught me,” I said. “That could have been a game ender if you hadn’t. Not to mention seriously embarrassing.”

“I will always catch you, Misty. Always. Close your eyes.”

“Why?”

“Just close them Mermaid. I have a surprise for you.”

I did as asked. I felt the enchantment as it lazily floated through the room. It was warm and sultry on my bare skin. Every inch of my body tingled in anticipation, but I kept my eyes closed tight.

“Open,” Archer whispered.

Slowly I obeyed and gasped when I saw what he’d done. My bedroom was an exquisite, magical rose garden. A delicious smelling silver mist floated on the air and every inch of the room was covered in rose bushes and climbing branches of the beautiful flower. In shades of red, pink, and peach, the blooms swayed in the enchanted breeze.

“Magic,” I whispered like a child, in awe of the sheer beauty.

A carpet of petals was beneath my feet and the sunlight from the open window caught the glitter in the mist and made the scene surreal. Sliding out of Archer’s arms, I ran around my room and laughed with pure joy. Archer watched me with a smile on his face that would be burned into my memory forever.

The sparkling sunlight danced on his naked body. Archer looked like a god come to life. Wait… he was a god.

Was it possible to love someone so much? Could this feeling last? The most perfect demigod in existence watched me with eyes full of adoration and lust. I’d never felt so beautiful, so wanted—so powerful.

“Will it always be like this?” I asked. “We could live for forever. Will this last?”

Archer took my hand, laid me on the bed and settled himself next to me. We were nose to nose and I’d never felt so safe and happy.

“Will we always be in the honeymoon phase? I honestly don’t know. However, from everything I’ve learned over the thousands of years I’ve been around, for the ones who get it right, love continues to grow into something words can’t explain.”

“Did we get it right?”

“What do you think?” Archer asked, running his finger along my lips.

His touch ignited a warmth inside me. His smile made my heart beat faster. The thought of waking up next to Archer for all eternity made my stomach fill with happy dancing butterflies. The answer was clear.

“I feel like we got it right,” I whispered as I crawled on top of him and straddled his chest.

I leaned in and ran my tongue along the seam of his full, kissable lips. I wanted to explain to him what was happening inside me, but I couldn’t find the words. The only way to express what I felt was through movement and I was very good at that. With my body, I could show him my soul. With touch I could explain the depth of my need for him. I wanted to memorize every inch of his body and I wanted him to rediscover mine.

“Keep your eyes open,” Archer insisted and his strong hands cupped my aching breasts and his lips captured mine. “I need you to see what you do to me.”

My body felt molten and I was slowly coming apart in his arms. He flipped me beneath him while his tongue and lips feathered over my skin, sending wave after wave of desire roaring through me.

“You’re mine,” I cried out as an orgasm raced through me.

“And you’re mine,” he replied roughly as his lips continued their sensual assault on my willing body. “Wait. Is the door locked?”

“Umm, no clue. We didn’t use the door to get here,” I said with a giggle.

“Are your sisters going to show up?” he asked with a pained laugh. “Might be a little awkward.”

“If they value their lives… no. However, I can do a little something about that,” I told him with a mischievous grin.

I waved my hand and a burst of green sparkles left my fingertips twirling across the room. With a pop and sizzle, a padlock the size of a big screen TV appeared on my door. And to leave nothing to chance, I waved my hand again. A pale green shimmering haze covered my open windows. The sunlight could still peek through, but no one could see or hear what transpired inside.

Archer’s laugh delighted me.

“We’re an excellent team,” he murmured against my lips.

“That we are,” I agreed as I writhed like a Mermaid in heat beneath him. “Are we gonna boink or talk?”

“I’m definitely up for a boink,” he replied with a wolfish grin. “And Johnson-man tool is very up for it.”

An intense desire took the express train right to my lady bits and I checked to see if Archer was indeed telling the truth about my good buddy, Johnson-man-tool. Taking him in my hand was all the proof I needed. Archer’s swift intake of breath and muttered curse changed the atmosphere quickly.

It went from silly to serious fast. My demigod’s hands and mouth were everywhere. My nipples beaded and I rubbed my overheated body against his with abandon. It was perfect but I wanted more. I wanted to be closer than just skin on skin. I arched my back and opened my legs. Our kisses became frenzied and our desire overwhelming.

“Want you,” I begged. “Want you now.”

“And forever?” he asked as he teased me with his gorgeous body.

“Forever and ever,” I gasped out, pulling him closer.

“Good answer,” he growled as he entered me in one swift thrust.

We both cried out at the feeling of becoming one. It was more intense than it had ever been. Did loving someone make it better? The answer was yes—an overwhelming yes. Orgasm number two overtook me and I screamed with ecstasy. My body trembled and I clenched him inside me as I rode out the aftershocks.

“Again,” Archer demanded.

My body obeyed even though my mind lagged behind. The man was a sex machine. As soon as the second orgasm ebbed another roared through my body. I rode it out as my body arched and tightened like a vise around his.

“Keep your eyes open,” he demanded, still inside me. “You will watch me come. You will see what you do to me.

I kept my green eyes pinned to his icy blue. The raw power and savage desire in his expression made it hard to breathe. He was not a man. He was a demigod. His voracious need matched mine and we were willing to give each other everything we wanted—everything we needed.

“I love you, Misty,” he ground out as his body pistoned into mine—each thrust punctuating each beautiful word.

“I love you too, Archer,” I promised as intense pleasure ripped through my still needy body.

The speed of our lovemaking increased and Archer’s eyes grew wild and unfocused. I bucked like an animal beneath him and we careened toward an orgasm that might blow the entire island off the map of the Bermuda Triangle. My eyes stayed locked on his and the love in his gaze overwhelmed me. The guttural sounds he made sent me over the edge. This was love… and I loved it.

“Come with me,” he growled as he seemed to grow larger inside me.

“Always,” I cried out.

And I did. We did.

Love was the fucking bomb.