Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
She was a shuddering mess by the time he lifted his head, but the god was far from finished as he grabbed a fistful of her honey-blond locks.
Promise me, Halyna, he demanded fiercely. You will never use that tone with any other man. Promise me!
Her gaze lifted up to his, and even though he knew he remained invisible to her eyes, it also felt as if Halyna could see all the way to his imperfect, twisted soul.
I promise, Eros—-so please. Fuck. Me. Ha-aaaaaaaaaah!
If his Halyna wanted him to be rough, then he would be rough in a way only a primordial god could be, and in a blink of an eye he had her up on fours, and he was pounding into her from behind.
E-E-Eros!
He slapped her pert little ass, and his Halyna gasped in shock...and obvious pleasure.
Just remember that you asked for this, the god purred straight into her ear, and as she shuddered and arched and moaned, he reached around her body to start rubbing her clit.
Aaaaaaah.
He used his tongue to trace the outline of her ear. Used one hand to knead her breast while his other hand continued tormenting her pink little bud. And throughout this, his cock was shoving in and out of her with the kind of force that was just slightly more than her mortal body could bear—-
I c-can't take it anymore, Halyna gasped.
But the god had only just begun.
Do you know what I'm doing to you, my love?
You're killing me, she moaned.
The god laughed.
Please, Eros—-it's too much.
But this is what you begged for, he crooned. You wanted me to be rough, and this is how gods are when they're rough. It is like having your pussy fucked by a monstrous beast—-
The image that his words evoked had her crying out, and because their minds were still joined, he could easily see what she had unintentionally envisioned.
Eros, in his bestial form, taking her—-
Your thoughts are surprisingly perverted, moraki mou.
Halyna cried out in embarrassment. S-Shut up!
But I like it, the god purred.
S-Shut up, I said.
I can take you in such a manner, too, Halyna. All you have to do is ask.
N-N-Noooo—-
Are you sure?
The same image flashed in her mind, and it was the moment the god was waiting for.
He pinched her clit as his cock plunged deep into her pussy until he had reached her womb, and the combination of her perverted fantasies and his possession had Halyna shattering with a cry.
Her inner muscles tightened around his throbbing cock as she started to cum, and being squeezed so fucking tight by her sex pushed the god over the edge as well.
Halyna!
He growled her name as he shot his seed inside of her, and Halyna started to sob as the heat of his cum filled her pussy.
I love you, Eros. I love you. I love you.
His chest clenched, and the god drew her into his arms as soon as they were both completely spent.
And so do I, little bird.
You are my love. My life. My world,
Always remember that.
His little bird fell asleep in his arms, but just as the god was about to close his eyes, he caught sight of flowers seemingly poised to crawl down his window like bluish-purple spiders.
FUCK.
The god knew a message from the Moirai when he saw one.
Spiderwort.
These flowers bore no scent, but what they did come with was a warning of momentary happiness, and the thought made him wish he could rage against the power the Fates wielded.
I just had her back!
Why must you take her away?
The god wished he could believe there was something he could do to keep Halyna by his side, but the Moirai had already started weaving as soon as Halyna woke.
"Eros?"
He shifted into his bestial form, and a squeal of delight slipped past her lips as she threw her arms around his furry body.
"You're always so huggable when you're in this form."
You make me sound like a pet.
Mischief sparkled in her eyes. "You are that. In this form, at least."
The god grunted in response, and his little bird laughed, for they both knew that was his divinely proud way of saying...it would be as she wished.
"Eros?"
Mm?
"There's something I want to tell you about the night we were attacked."
His gaze narrowed at her. Go on.
"I think...I might've seen Isabella."
But you're not sure that you did?
"It looked very much like her, and I think she saw us being attacked—-"
And she did not call for help?
"I don't think so. She ran away—-"
Then it cannot be her.
"Why?"
Because she would have come to our aid if she had seen us being attacked.
"And you're certain of that?"
Yes.
"Do you really know her that well?
I do.
Halyna no longer spoke, but the way she suddenly pulled away spoke volumes, and the god realized too late that this was what the Moirai had foretold.
Momentary happiness.
He turned himself invisible and shifted back into his divine form so he could reach for her. Halyna—-