Novel & Cerita Psyche And Eros

I don't know if it's a sin. I think I'm cheating on Eros but it's my only way to not feel the pain he causes. But do I deserve to feel the pain just to correct what is said to be wrong? Eros is my mate, Luke is my second mate. Luke doesn't deserve to be hurt even if Moon goddess gave me to him. I also don't deserve to be hurt by my mate, especially since it was clear to me that Eros was my mate at first, but now it seems that my belief that he is my mate has become vague.

‘ you gonna be death of me ʼ eros closed his eyes as he can feel his pants getting tighter with his boner. ‘ how will I be your death if you are gonna eat me, wouldn't it be my death if you ate me ʼ she questioned with frustration as her little brain can't process his complicated words. Eros knew he was losing control over his senses so he pushed her off his laps and stood up. He can’t control himself around her. He need a release yet he don’t want to fuck her. Even through he is no good man but still fucking her will be just like raping her and taking advantage of her innocence. He doesn’t know what has possessed him . Anyways It’s been long time since he had a good fucking session with his

Freya drifted through darkness unable to tell whether she was asleep or drowning inside someone else’s memories again. Her body felt impossibly heavy. Every breath burned faintly in her chest while strange whispers moved through the corners of her mind like shadows searching for cracks. The liquid Aethon forced down her throat had stolen her strength completely. Even opening her eyes felt difficult. But she could still feel him coming. Eros. Somehow she knew. Not through magic. Not through destiny. Something deeper than both. The closer he came to the mountain, the more violently her heartbeat reacted. Like some invisible thread between them kept pulling tighter.

I wondered what he was a god of, and who was his mother? Artemis laughed, "Eros, I don't think anyone needs your services around here." "As my mother is important, so am I." "Eros? The god of sex?!" I blurted out, jumping up from where I'd seated. "Who is she? And I'm not 'the god of sex' like you say it." Then his voice changed seductively, " it's Eros, god of love, and sexual desires"

Although, to be honest, Eros nonetheless feels like the boss with how absolutely he controls me and my body. Pleasure spirals up inside me, making me dizzy, disposing of all rational thought from my brain. My whole world narrows down to the sensations Eros awakens between my legs. He pushes me nearer and closer to the edge, and then I go hurtling off into space. A wave of ecstasy washes over me. A low, animal moan escapes my throat, and my body quakes from the feeling. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. All I can do is journey the wave as it sweeps me away.

Although, to be honest, Eros nonetheless feels like the boss with how absolutely he controls me and my body. Pleasure spirals up inside me, making me dizzy, disposing of all rational thought from my brain. My whole world narrows down to the sensations Eros awakens between my legs. He pushes me nearer and closer to the edge, and then I go hurtling off into space. A wave of ecstasy washes over me. A low, animal moan escapes my throat, and my body quakes from the feeling. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. All I can do is journey the wave as it sweeps me away.

I was about to take my ass off the chair after I was greatly disappointed with him, but… “No, no, no.” He reached out his hand to stop me from leaving as he repeated his words and shook his head adamantly. “That’s not the information I promised you on the phone yet. That’s not what I told you that will help you greatly. I just added that in so you would understand how crazy Eros is. He is not mentally ill in the way you think. He’s a psycho. A man who kills his own family like that is a monster.” He finished his words with firmness.

Eros Dad closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Enriquez is mentally unstable. From birth, he has been suffering from several impulse control disorders. When he was young, he resorted to bullying and stealing. Then it was bullying and alcohol. With therapy, we got rid of his illnesses, but he started gambling. No amount of therapy could help him this time. We tried to get him off gambling, and he developed schizophrenia. In the last twenty years, it became worse, more so after he went bankrupt. He stopped his treatment, and now he’s usually lost in a world of hallucinations. Dad and I had taken care of him since the day he was born. I promised dad I would take care of him all my life. I co

“That doesn’t mean we can’t do it, Gamma. We are two halves of a whole. I know what Silas knows and visa versa. Except the times that we are able to lock away our minds or we lock away each other.” “I mean…I know…but…” Eros rose from his seat, making Sam step back a couple steps. Walking around the desk, he stood in front of Sam, towering over him. Sam was tall, taller than even Nate but he shrunk down in the face of 6’7” Eros. He started to shake as Eros let slip a little of his Alpha presence. Shutting his eyes tight, the papers in his hands crumbled and Eros smirked. “Oh, little Gamma…there is still so much you need to learn.”