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Chapter
4
For
a split second, Eros stood in the doorway of his hotel room and
forgot about the hotel evacuation. He gazed at his hardened cock
bulging under his slacks.
Magnificent.
Tessa
accomplished what no other female could over the past month. On top
of everything else, she tasted better than the sweetest ambrosia. She
reminded him of something, something like virtuosity surrounding the
aura of heavens. Her voluptuous curves, in all the right places,
tempted his sexual desires back to life like a roaring bonfire.
Pride
swelled his chest and emanated outward. For the first time in a
month, Eros was hard as a rock. He needed to fuck her…and soon.
Power vibrated, tingling the air against his back.
“Tessa!”
he yelled after her as the crash of shattering glass echoed behind
him.
Eros
spun in time to see his mystical love arrows break free of their bond
and shoot out of the now opened window—almost as if they had a mind
of their own. In disbelief, he scooped up his empty quiver and took
off running down the hallway with the other hotel guests toward the
EXIT sign. “Tessa!”
Not
only did he have to hunt her down, he needed to get back control of
his damn arrows. In the thousands of years he’d been the God of
Love, never once had he lost an arrow, much less have them take on
power of their own. Nothing was going according to plan.
Sprinting
into the stairwell, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful blonde in a
red dress go around the corner below. He wasted no time to catch up
to her and latched an arm around her waist.
Over
the sirens of the fire alarm, he yelled, “I got you, sweetheart.
I’ll make sure nothing happens to you.” Being a god had its perks
after all. He could fly her through a fire and to safety should the
need arise.
She
jerked out of his hold by speeding up her steps. “Don’t, Eros.”
His
dick jerked at the way she’d said his name and the movement
painfully strained his loaded balls. Wait a minute. It had
nothing to do with the venom or bite in her tone.
She
called him Eros.
“Come
again, love?” he asked.
Balling
her little hands into fists she stopped and turned to face him. A
righteous anger replaced her previous angelic expressions as heat
radiated from her. “I am not your sweetheart nor your love.” She
pursued him as people pushed around them to flee the stairwell. “You
ruined my life, and because of you, I’m stuck on this earthly plane
to live the rest of my life like these sodden humans!”
Her
feistiness only made him want to fuck her more—to fuck it right out
of her and make her cum while milking his cock. He stood his ground
as they stood toe to toe, not backing away from the little minx who
only a few minutes ago writhed underneath him like a wanton nymph.
Nymph?
The truth socked him in the gut. Oh, he’d fucked her sweet
pussy alright. The last female he entered was her.
“That’s
how you know my name.” Glimpses of his memory flashed back to that
night. The night Bacchus told him to come to earth and laughed at him
while he pounded the most exquisitely tight nymph. The night he
wasn’t able to get hard from thereafter. “What were you doing at
Bacchus’ party that night?” He narrowed his eyes. “You did
something to me. You broke my cock!”
Her
jaw dropped and she scoffed at him. “I did no such thing. You’re
the one who got me drunk and took my chastity. Because of you I was
kicked out of the temple and now a mortal thank you very much.” She
glanced down at his crotch. “And by the looks of it, your cock
doesn’t look broken, you manwhore.”
“Temple?
But you’re a nymph. Nymphs live in the mountains near lakes and
streams.”
“I
was a Vestal Virgin. How dare you compare me to all the nymphs
out there? Perhaps if you were interested in anything else but
fornication the world wouldn’t be in such a state of downfall
concerning love.” She cleared her throat.
A
virgin? No wonder he savored sex with her more than any other female.
On top of it, she was one of Vestas’ maiden’s. A maiden he
deflowered—and probably why his dick stayed limp for almost a
month. Everything else aside though, he needed Tessa and as the God
of Love he needed to make it right—not because she revived his
dick. He needed to be reminded what love was all about.
Eros
cupped her face, gazing into her crystal clear blue eyes. “I’m
sorry. I would never have taken advantage of you had I known the
truth. You are a treasure to behold and I’m honored to have
witnessed your amazing grace and beauty.”
Her
mouth trembled and she nibbled on the corner of her lower lip.
Moisture seeped into her eyes. “No. You don’t get to appreciate
me after my world’s been ripped away from me.”
“Then
let me make it right.” His lips descended on hers and he licked her
lips, begging for entrance with his tongue. “You have no idea how
much you enchant me.” His dick strained in his pants. The way he
wanted to drive into her tight heat made his balls tighten more as he
entered her warm, wet mouth.
Tessa
rocked her hips against him, teasing his already amped up body,
mimicking sex as she ground against him. He needed inside of her and
quick. Reaching between their bodies he unbuttoned his pants then
unzipped them to release his throbbing dick. He hiked her dress up in
front and pulled her panties aside until the tip of his head kissed
her sweet pussy.
“Let
me make you mine,” he nuzzled against her lips.
She
pulled away from him, covering her mouth and coughed before she
inhaled a deep breath. “No. I will never be yours.” She yanked
her dress back down. “That is the penance you will pay.”
“You
will be mine.”
“Ha!
That’s something Cupid says.” Her haughty tone matched the
cockiness on her face.
The
defiance she displayed with her taunt boiled deep into his veins. “I
will have you. Make no mistake and watch your tongue.”
Her
chest rose and fell and she sucked in air and coughed. “You will
rue,” another cough, “the day you ruined me and forgot who,”
cough, “I was.”
As
she collapsed, he caught her in his arms and cradled her. The
stairwell had filled with smoke during their argument. And now being
human, she wasn’t immune to the effects of mortal ailments.
He
made sure to tuck his cock into his pants and fastened them while he
flew down the flights of stairs with her in his hold. He’d been so
caught up in the moment he forgot about the fire.
Finally
on the first level he burst through the exit door with her. Sirens,
red and blue lights, people rushed around frantically. He needed to
find a paramedic to revive her. Once he spotted an ambulance he raced
on foot toward the vehicle to get Tessa aide.
“She
passed out from smoke inhalation,” he yelled at a male medic. Each
slap of his feet on the pavement reminded him how delicate and
precious the cargo in his arms was to him.
The
world seemed to stop for a moment when the paramedic was brushed by
one of Eros’ mystical arrows. The male turned to a female
nearby…and they started to make out.
“What
the fuck?” Eros glanced around the street and his jaw dropped. His
arrows zipped through the air, tagging people as they zipped by.
Every time they came in contact with a mortal…the person turned to
the nearest one who’d also been struck…and they were all going at
it.
A
scene, eerily similar to the one in the forest during Bacchus’
party, unfolded before his eyes. The normal world had turned into an
orgy as men and women alike chased after one another shredding their
clothes.
Bacchus
appeared on the street. He laughed while sloshing around his wine
filled chalice. “Well, looks like you’ve finally found a way to
get love in the air.”
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