Serpent Lake amar

when the priest had gone, ramesses fell upon treva in a glut of caresses and kissing. "i had thought you might choose yourself for the undertaking!" he laughed, voice full of the implication that he might have gladly watched treva put their priest through his paces.
his hunger was kindled. he wanted her now, within eye and earshot of the unwitting little we'eb. 
love, lust; it was the selfsame liquor in his veins.