I know.
I am.The BoyMart by Lynn Townsend
Qi’beth lounged on the divan, looking every bit the goddess that she was. Her first knelt on the floor, a respectful distance away, his eyes only for his Mistress. She didn’t even glance in his direction, looking instead with an intent gaze upon her temple Sister, Iyani. “It’s nothing to fret about, Ni-love. Look, if you want—bring him over here once you’ve got him, and we’ll share. I’ll take the first edge off him and help you relax. You’ll enjoy it, I promise.”
Iyani shook her head, the gold stalwur slowly warming to the heat of her hand. “It will be well, my heart,” she said. “The temple has given me the grace of a first, and to bear a daughter-child if the goddess deems me worthy of it.”