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)
My god remains silent, and I feel like I'm about to explode.
"Say something, damn you!" There's this subconscious desire to slap him in the face as I rear back, but the moment I look up, and I see the bleakness that haunts his all-too-mystical eyes—-
"You're saying you love me, too, are you not?"
A choked laugh escapes me, but I'm also sobbing in the next second.
It's true, of course.
I do love him back, and I know now that I always will.
But even so.
"You hurt me."
The words make my god breathe hard, but it gives me no pleasure to see this.
"I'm sorry, little bird." His voice is so undivinely hoarse, the sound of it breaks my heart. "My brothers warned me that this would blow up in my face, but I thought I could make it work...and I was wrong."
He reaches for my hands, but they remain icy and shaking in his hold.
"Forgive me."
There are so many other things that I wanted to ask of him. Things that I wanted to hear from him, and things that I wanted him to promise.
But when I see the way my god is hurting, it's all over for me.
No one is perfect.
And this man, for better or for worse, has my heart.
"E-Eros?"
I try my hardest to keep my emotions in check, but when my voice still falters in the end, and I see the way my god's beautiful face turns ashen—-
He knows.
Even though it's only his name that I've uttered—-
He knows.
My god turns invisible in the next moment, and I throw myself in his arms with a sob. It's heaven and hell to be back in his embrace, but I also know there's no other place I want to be.
It's alright, my love.
But it's not.
I don't want to hurt him, but it's what I end up doing.
You have done nothing wrong.
Invisible hands cup my face, and my lips tremble under a kiss that conquers and destroys me at the same time.
I love him, I really, truly do, but this is the only way I can bear his touch.
For me not to see his face as I wrap my arms around his neck and whisper, Take me, kyrios.
Chapter Eight
It had pained the god to realize that the only way his Halyna could bear his touch was for him to remain unseen. It had told him just how much he had hurt her, and while he would have done anything and everything to atone for this—-
What she was now asking of him was something he actually feared doing, for what if the desire she was presently feeling was temporary? Would she wake up the next morning and think he had taken advantage of her? Would she end up hating him even more?
"Please."
Hearing Halyna beg for his touch was impossible to ignore, and his own desires rose to the fore. He reached down to slowly trace the outline of her mouth, and her lips trembled even as they parted open at his touch.
His finger slipped in, and her smoky-gray eyes found him even when he was invisible—-
It felt as if she was staring directly into his eyes just as her lips closed around his finger, and she began sucking on it as if it were his cock.
Fuck.
His groan melded with her whimper, the god having used his powers to remove their clothes in a blink.
Oh God, kyrios.
Just like that, her naked body was writhing under his, and her arms wrapped around his neck as the god bent his head to take her mouth for a kiss.
Eros.
Hearing her whisper his name made the god shudder with need, and his little bird moaned as he began fucking her mouth with his tongue.
She tasted as sweet as he remembered, and he could have spent an eternity kissing her if not for his Halyna's nails digging deep into his back as her supple, young body arched against his.
Please.
She was begging him again.
Take me now, Eros. I need you inside of me.
The wildness of her request destroyed his control, and his movements were not at all divine as he rose to kneel between her legs. It was only Halyna who made him forget that he was a god, and his heart pounded against his chest as he took in her tousled beauty and desire-clouded gaze.
"I love you, Halyna."
He poured all of his emotions into those words, and her smoky-gray eyes glistened with tears.
"I love you, Eros."
He thrust hard and deep inside of her, and Halyna's words ended in a moan.
Oh God.
The god did his damnedest to hold himself back, but when she started rubbing her breasts against his chest, and she was begging him yet again in that sweet, sweet voice of hers—-
Harder, Eros.
Don't hold back, please!
Possessiveness gripped him out of the blue, and his little bird could only cry out when he suddenly plumped one of her breasts up so he could suckle fiercely on her nipple.