Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
“I don’t know if you are qualified to make that judgment,” Perseus slurs. “You could have chosen any of us, and you picked Eros. Your judgment is off.”
“What can I say?” I shrug. “Getting hate fucked in the pool was fun and all, but getting eaten out on the balcony, so much hotter.” A part of me is saying to stop there, but I am a little too tipsy to listen to the voice of reason. “I mean, the whole broody grumpy thing might work for some people, but I just find it exhausting. Personally, I prefer when my men have a big dick, not men who are a big dick.”
Eros throws his head back with laughter.
Perseus stands, stumbling only a little. “Keep talking, princess, and see what happens.”
“Okay. I would bet the only women who are excited to fuck you are hookers that really need to make rent. You have the sex appeal of a dead… I don’t know anything gross.” My mind is a little fuzzy, so my insults aren’t rolling off the tongue as fluently as I’d like.
“That’s how it is?” he cocks his eyebrow at me.
“That is how it is,” I confirm.
“Last chance to take it back.” He kneels on the couch and leans over Eros to hover over me.
“Or what?”
“Or I will show you and everyone else in the room how full of shit you really are. Take it back.”
“Nah, I said what I said.”
His lips are on mine in a flash, in a devastatingly passionate kiss. I don’t even have the brainpower to process what is happening before he pushes me back, so I am lying across Eros’s lap with Perseus pressing to my front. His hard cock is digging into my thigh, while Eros’s is hardening under my back.
I don’t know if it’s the way Perseus is devouring my mouth, the liquor warming my veins, the adrenaline from before or being sandwiched between two of the hottest men I have ever seen, but I have never been more turned on in my life. My heart is racing, and I feel alive.
I need more.
I reach up with one hand and run it through Eros’s hair, while I wrap my legs around Perseus, pressing my aching core against him. He rocks against me, just enough to feel the friction between our clothes. I’m so sensitive that even the little movement is enough for me to let out a whimper against his lips.
I still hate him, but I can’t deny how my body responds to him.
When Perseus breaks the kiss, I tighten my legs so he can’t go anywhere as I pull Eros’s lips down to mine and kiss him with the same fervent intensity that Perseus kissed me.
Perseus leans up just enough to grab my throat and squeeze for a moment before trailing his hand down my body and under my shirt to pinch one of my nipples as my back arches for more.
“Do you like that, princess?” Perseus asks before pulling down my shirt to expose my breasts so he can start to lick and suck my nipples. Perseus’s tongue is teasing while Eros is exploring my mouth. The combination is making my head swim, and my pussy is dripping. I am so turned on, I can feel my heartbeat in my clit, the subtle thrum making me ache with need.
I need more. Eros moves his hand to the waist of my pants and undoes the button. Breaking the kiss, he whispers against my lips. “Do you want us to make you feel good, baby girl?”
Another high-pitched whine escapes my lips as my hips buck into his touch.
“God, you are so fucking perfect,” Perseus says before biting my nipple just hard enough it sends a sharp pain down my spine mixing with the pleasure, making it far more intense.
“I need more,” I pant.
Eros slips his hand into my underwear, and his fingers immediately find my clit. He draws teasing little circles over it while Perseus focuses on my tits, licking one and pinching the other.
I look across the room, and Heph is still there, sitting on the couch, watching with a heated gaze. His jaw is clenched, and he looks mad, but the outline of his very large, very hard cock on his thigh pulls my attention.
Perseus is controlling.
Eros is demanding.
But I need to know what Heph is like.
Is his touch as hard and forceful as the others? Would he demand my pleasure like the others, or would he coax it from my body? I need to know.
I look at his face, and I reach out to him. “Join us.”
Chapter
Thirty
Heph
Athena is waving me over, begging for me to join them.
I want to.
I want to feel her soft skin, to have her shudder under my touch like she does the others. My cock aches to have her lips around it, sucking while the others pet and pleasure her. I want to feel the vibrations from her moans traveling up my dick to my balls as I come inside that pretty little mouth.