Psyche Eros Novels & Stories

“Yeah. I’d like for you to come be a part of it.” “What’s Eros? Some crazy love portion?” “No, silly,” she laughed. “He’s an Ancient Greek god of lust or something. Go figure.” She kissed his cheek. “I’ll be expecting your call. Don’t keep me waiting.” Thad watched her shake her ass and hips as she returned to her pad. She got to her door and blew him a kiss before going inside. Thaddeus pocketed her card then shut his door and went to see about his sleeping guest.

It's a tricky line to walk and I thought we had it all figured out by just—not. Not sleeping together. Not even speaking to each other. And then Eros decides to show up in the break room out of absolutely nowhere, gets down on his knees, and makes me come like I've never come before—at least since that first night. What the hell does he want from me? And what the heck do I need from him?

That was how goddesses make their children after all. Psyche cried out in a devastating pleasure. Never in her life had she felt something so much intense and beautiful within her. All her senses were heightened to the highest apex of bliss. She began to feel her body shaking, coming apart like stardust. A delirious scream escaped her lips one after another. The ripples of joy kept growing from swells into waves in the very core of her being. And it did not stop until she was left breathless and glowing in the throes of ecstasy.

It made me glad I’d soundproofed the bedrooms. “Fuck…” Eros was struggling, his panting more apparent. My hands balled into fists, holding onto the blankets. I felt the rise of my orgasm, trying to burst past. The nail was Eros, gently encircling my dick in his hand, pumping at the same speed he was fucking me. I couldn’t give any warning; my mind completely blown away from all conscious thought.

I could feel something coming and I knew that I was about to climax. “Just cum…forget everything. Just stay with me…” EROS whispered sweetly to me. My eyes widened and I cried out his name loudly when his other hand began pinching my clit. My legs spread even wider apart as my whole body writhed from the unbearable pleasure of his double stimulation. This is just too much…

I don't give a shit about her but the sight of Eros is making me feel fucking murderous after the gross assault to my mind. That's like... fucking rape. I'm being raped by my own mind. "You looked like you disconnected from reality," Eros laughs, still flaunting his chest like a slut. It makes me... fuck, I just hate this guy so much, "What now? What did I do?"

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.

"You good?" I asked Psyche as we were cruising along the highway on the way home. I felt her nod, but I also felt her shallow breaths and heard her sniffles in the midst of the silent road that we're taking. And then an idea popped into my head, and so I sped up. "This is not the way to the house. Where are you taking me, Eros?" She asked, confused, and still stifling her sobs. "You'll see." I said to her, and she just nodded and lay her head on my back as we rode up the mountainside.

he said. The words hit too deep. Too personal. Too— Accurate. My throat tightened. “…You don’t know anything about me.” “I know enough.” “No, you don’t.” “I know what you are.” That made everything stop. The forest stilled. The wind stilled. Even my own breathing hitched. “…Say that again,” I said slowly. Eros didn’t hesitate. “You’re not just holding the forest together,” he said. “You’re becoming part of it. And it is corrupting you.”

He struggled to grasp the twisted logic that drove Eros to such extremes. "But Eros," Azure pleaded, his voice tinged with desperation, "we're all suffering under his control. Can't you see that we deserve love and care, not this... this torment?" Eros's laughter echoed hollowly through the walls, devoid of any warmth or understanding. "Love and care? That's just a fantasy, Azure. Devin is the only one who sees our potential, who believes we can be something more. I won't let that chance slip away." Azure's heart ached as he witnessed the depth of Eros's obsession, a toxic allegiance that consumed his every thought. He had hoped to find camaraderie and understanding in Eros, but instead, he