ALL Chapters & Episodes of Asterion by Bryant - Page 5

All Chapters of Asterion: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

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I had assumed she’d want to greet him after what he did for her. “We will be back shortly.” I nodded to the others as I grabbed my ax. “We’ll have breakfast ready. Can you get the others on your way back?” Andromache nodded, already moving to start on breakfast. “Yes. After Porphyrion has settled in, I’ll see about putting up those markers so everyone can move freely and safely without needing me.” I nodded, heading for the entrance.Periboea hurried to keep up with me as we made our way through the twists and turns. I came to a sudden stop, Periboea crashing into my back. “Asterion?” she questioned. “Shh... he’s not alone.” I whispered, shoving her back around the corner. Her brow furrowed as she cocked her head, trying to hear what I did. I could hear more than one set of footfalls. One set was shuffled, timid. That would

Chapter Forty-Two

Asterion/Bryant

I held Minos’ glare with one of my own. I know he’s angry about his son. But I don’t care. His son shouldn’t have dared enter my domain. He shouldn’t have dared to try and rape Periboea. He shouldn’t have raped Porphyrion. He shouldn’t have struck the boy either. He deserved what he got. I didn’t try to fight as his guards rushed and started throwing ropes to hold me, trying to force me. I could see the pain in my mother’s eyes, and it tore at my heart. I’ve hurt her. I will never forgive myself for causing her pain. And I know watching what is happening to me was causing her pain.I let out a loud bellow, startling everyone. The guards lost their grip on the ropes as I shook them off. I can’t speak and tell Minos exactly what I think. I won’t let him know I’m smarter than I app

Chapter Forty-Three

Asterion/Bryant

“Mother…” I blink, trying to get up, wanting to greet her. To apologize to her for what I did. For what I put her through. “Asterion!” a chorus of voices shout my name as Demoleon, Amphidocus, and even Porphyrion rush to try and keep me from getting up. “No, moving.” Eurymedusa commands as she and the girls all watch me with worried looks. Shit, even Eurymedusa is worried. This doesn’t bode well.“Oh, my little star. Please don’t injure yourself further.” mother sighed softly as she hefted two large baskets into the room. “Oh, your highness, let us take those.” Andromache and Hesione hurried to take the baskets from her. “We didn’t expect you. With… what happened….” Melite bowed her head in greeting. I could tell Melite was uncomfortable. All of

Chapter Forty-Four

Asterion/Bryant

“I think the last time was the last time.” for someone who had said the first time we had said would also be the last, she was more forceful in making her desires clear. Shifting her weight in my lap to rub her sex along my hardened length. “Eurymedusa…” I groaned. “Asterion…” my name came out as a breathy moan from her lips. I teased as I pinched her nipples. “Woman’s prerogative to change her mind. Now less talking and more…” she moaned as she rocked her hips, causing my tip to push through her folds. “More?” I ask, clenching my jaw because I thrust deeper, but I want her to say it. “Less talking about more fucking.” she insisted, hips wiggling, trying to take me deeper. That was enough confirmation for me as I gripped her hips, thrusting fully into her core.

Chapter Forty-Five

Asterion/Bryant

Now that we knew at least three of the girls were expecting, you’d have thought it would change things. But it hadn’t. At least not really. Our day-to-day routines remained the same. The only real difference was that the girls went to the bath more often and ate more than before. I was trying to be as attentive as I could and see to their needs.Which wasn’t too difficult, even when their needs seemed to be more carnal. I hadn’t realized pregnancy made women more aroused. But I wasn’t going to complain about that. Even as the weeks passed and the other girls started to have the same symptoms. Satisfying seven women were draining, but again I don’t think I should complain. I care for each of them, and the fact they are carrying my children somehow made them more attractive.It's been two months since my mother last was able to

Chapter Forty-Six

Asterion/Bryant

Another month had passed before my mother came again. They were both seven months into their pregnancies, and it was getting risky to move them if we waited much longer. “Will you be taking them both?” I asked as I sat between Melite and Europa on the bed. Both girls leaned closer to me, hugging my arms. “I can’t sneak two very pregnant women out at the moment. But I have a safe place secured in Milos. They will take good care of whichever girl goes and their child.” my mother assured. “So who shall leave?” she looked between Europa and Melite. Melite tightening her hold on my arm. “I want to stay with Asterion.” she sniffled.Europa sniffled. “So do I. But… I… alright, I’ll go.” she conceded. “Then gather your things and say goodbye.” my mother nodded ready

Epilogue Part One

Asterion/Bryant

You know how my story ends. It’s the only thing history, or rather mythology, writes about me. I was killed in my labyrinth by the ‘hero,’ and I will use that term loosely, Theseus, sixteen years after the first festival was held. I scoffed as I sat here in the darkness of the afterlife. “So this is what the Fates had planned for me? I would live to the age of thirty-two and die because the people of Athens sent a ringer to kill me and stop the octennial festival.I can’t blame them, of course. Who in their right mind would want to send fourteen of your noble youths to their deaths because some King was pissed about their son dying. So I don’t blame them for sending Theseus. He was not a noble. He also wasn’t a youth. The prick was my age and not even from Athens. But whatever. They managed to slip him into the group of tributes.

Epilogue Part Two

Asterion/Bryant

It was a long distance between the labyrinth and Lappa, but I managed to make the trip in half a day with my running and desire to see Melite and our son. I let out a breath as I reached the top of a hill and looked below to the small farm. I saw my son pushing a blow through a field, his ivory fur reflected the sun, and I could see the hints of his mother’s honey blonde in his mane.He has grown to be a strong young man. I smiled proudly to see how the fussy baby taken from me almost sixteen years ago had grown so well. My attention was pulled from my son as the door to the house opened, and Melite stepped out. She was still as beautiful as the first day I met her. Her hair piled up, showing her slender neck, a bright smile on her face that reached her beautiful blue eyes as she called out to our son.“Teskos! Come eat, my little star!” she s

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