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 narrow my eyes at Eros. He has this goofy smile he gets whenever we talk about Athena. And now that I know he is texting her every night with jiz on his hands, I can’t shake the feeling Eros can no longer be trusted.
“Fuck you guys. Seriously. Can we all stick to the damn plan? We aren’t supposed to fall for the girl.”
“Heph…” Perseus begins.
“She’s a viper, and she needs to be forbidden,” I say before storming out of the room.
Chapter
Seventeen
Perseus
My gut twists as I look Heph in the eye and lie to him. I’ve never lied to him before, but I have to. I can’t admit that the night in the pool, having her in my arms moaning my name, watching her come apart beneath me, has done something to me. I didn’t know about Paris and Eros, and part of me wants to rip them to shreds. Not because they betrayed me, but because they get to touch her, and to connect with her.
I tell myself over and over that it’s nothing. It’s only because she left me wanting more. Craving. So desirous that my mind can’t focus on anything other than her. I should be plotting her demise, but what I really want to do is plunge my cock into her body again and again. Especially knowing that no man has had a taste of what I have.
She was a virgin.
But now that virginity is mine.
I simply took what I wanted.
I don’t know why knowing she was a virgin makes me hard, but it does.
Since the pool, I have avoided her like she has the fucking plague. I stopped bringing women home. Though I haven’t touched another woman since the pool, I haven’t wanted to. I know they will never compare to how Athena’s body squeezed my dick like a goddamn vise. I obsess over that woman like no one I have ever had before.
Sitting at a local bar with a beer in my hands, I am thinking about her again. Not playing pool, taking money off some of the regulars here, or flirting with the woman three stools down who is trying to eye fuck me.
Eros and Paris both sit down on either side of me.
“You wanted to talk to us out of the mansion?” Eros says.
“Yeah, I wanted to talk to you two about her.” I can’t even bring myself to say her name.
“Okay…” Paris says, waving down the bartender for a beer.
“She’s getting in my head,” I admit. “I didn’t want to say that in front of Heph with him being so mad.”
“Getting in your pants, too,” Eros says with a snicker. “Have to be honest. I’m a tad jealous. I may have to rectify that.”
Jealousy burns in my core. “See, that shouldn’t piss me off, and oddly… I think it does.”
Paris chuckles. “Suddenly stingy? Can’t share?”
“It’s not that. You know there isn’t anything of mine I wouldn’t share. I just have never felt this way about a chick before. Ever. Like I said. She’s fucking with my mind.”
“There’s something about her,” Paris agrees. “I’ll give you that.”
“How do you touch her and not crave her every single moment?” I don’t mean for those words to come out of my mouth, but they do.
“What makes you think we don’t crave her?” Eros asks. “That woman is sexy as fuck, kinky as hell, and she has this fire that is—”
“She is beautiful, smart, so fucking sweet, and responsive,” Paris cuts in. “Of course, we crave her. There is no one else like her, but at the end of the day, it doesn’t mean shit.”
“What?” I turn to look at him, confused.
“You need to get the fuck over yourself,” he says, “and figure out what you want.”
“I know what I want,” I say.
“Do you?” Eros asks. “You don’t get to pine after her like a teenager that saw his first tit and try to destroy her. You need to pick one. This emo shit has got to go.”
“It’s not that simple,” I argue.
“It is,” Paris says. “If you want to fuck her, fine, go and get her. I’m looking forward to watching her knock you on your ass. If you want to destroy her, we have a plan. Work the plan. But if you want to love her, then you have some decisions to make.”
“You can’t cherish and protect her and still be the one who is trying to take her down,” Eros adds.
“You two are.” I’m definitely not pouting.
“No, we are enjoying her company, but that changes nothing. We have made our choice, and we are loyal to you first.” Eros sounds offended.
“Right now, we can be loyal to our friendship and bond, or her. We both really like her, but the four of us are our family. We aren’t willing to give that up for some girl, no matter how sweet her kiss is,” Paris adds, before draining his beer.