Novel & Cerita Psyche Eros

I bluff her, before I slid two fingers in as I continue to lick her and tasting her sweetness, I feel her clenching muscle inside, I knew her building pleasure is coming, a few more suck and licks and I'm rewarded by her delicious release. I climb up to her, I see her eyes close and her chest panting up and down, I line my cock between her folds, her juices are coming out and my hard cock struts perfectly inside her easily. I've never had such a good pussy as hers. My thrust started slow as I see her get into it I started speeding up my pace. I could tell she likes this as she moans in pleasure of waves. I kiss her breast and sucks on it. I feel her body heating and she arched her back fr

But he was sure that tonight, it would not be just once. He repeated what he had done before and Venus still reacted the same way. So, he repeated it, many times. Until her breathing became consecutive. He did not let go of the woman's hands. He wanted to give Venus a more erotic feeling so he kept them on top of her head while he, in turn, continued the dramatic courtship on both of her breasts. Moments after he seemed to be smearing scorching paint on both ends of Venus's small mountains, he decided to take possession of the tip of her right breast completely. At that point, he heard again what seemed to be her tempting moan because of what he had done.

Her fingers brushed one mark near the center of the page. Pain exploded through her head instantly. Freya gasped as visions slammed into her mind. Moonlight spilling across white marble. Laughter. Warm hands holding hers. Silver eyes. Blood. Fire. Someone screaming “Freya.” Eros’s voice cut sharply through the chaos. The visions vanished instantly. Freya jerked backward, breathing unevenly. “What the hell was that?” Eros watched her carefully. “What did you see?” She pressed a hand against her temple. “I don’t know.”

NINA I open the bedroom door, and the moment I step inside, I find Eros on his knees, elbows on the floor. He’s moaning in pain; his body is trembling as he arches his back. I rush over and drop to my knees in front of him. “Eros, you—” I don’t finish. His hand clamps around my throat, hard. His eyes are clouded, grayish-black, like he’s somewhere far away, and dark veins begin spreading across his face.

Is Eros just delirious? "Eros, how is this? This strange feeling keeps coming up," Alea murmured, apparently Eros delirious because the man closed his eyes and fell asleep. Alea breathed her breath, her attention returned to Eros' lips. Curious, the girl drew her face closer and was about to stick her lips with Eros's. He wanted to feel that lip with his full consciousness, not when he was drunk. However, Alea again disregards his intentions, keeping his face away again, but Eros' hand again holds his neck. Eros' eyes re-open and stare at Alea.

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 growl and push against the invisible restraints. “That bitch, Psyche.” Aphrodite crosses her arms and gives me a smug grin. “The Child of Perses went to her little hideaway in the desert. I thought it would be enough for him to challenge Eros for her, but his mind was too weak to woo her away.” My gears in my mind clank until they find their place. “This is about the Goddess Psyche? Eros’s wife? Because, what? You’re still jealous of her after all these years? Because she’s pretty? Is your ego really that fragile?”