Psyche Eros Novels & Stories

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?”

She lowers onto it with a broken, ecstatic sob, her body linking us all in one writhing, vertical stack of flesh and plant. The merging begins in earnest. It begins as pressure at the base of my skull, then erupts outward. Memories, sensations, and emotions surge through me in a violent rush. Giselle’s desperation becomes indistinguishable from my own. Zayn’s last defenses fracture, his pride melting into raw, instinctive bliss. Javier’s playful curiosity collides with Becky’s uninhibited enthusiasm, all of it spiraling through my mind like the golden fluid coursing through our veins.

"That's a mind-blowing orgasm. Fuck, you are so good." Those words slipped out of my mouth, and when I realized it. It was too late. Kairos already heard him, and I bet he has his brain cells memorizing it. God, Isla! Yes. It's the most satisfying orgasm that you've ever had, but you don't have to boost his confidence like that. Now Kairos will start to think like he's some God for freaking great sex, but if I am being honest. For sure, he could be one. Eros, the God of romance or so, wouldn't mind.

His skin was on fire, hypersensitive to every single movement, every slow, lingering touch that sent him spiraling further into the abyss. His breath hitched, a strangled groan escaping as his thighs tensed involuntarily. His vision blurred, his mind shutting down to everything except this—this relentless, intoxicating pleasure that had him teetering on the edge of sanity. It was too much. The heat, the pressure, the exquisite torment of being drawn so close, only to hold on for one more second, one more moment before the fall. He was lost in it, in her, drowning in the overwhelming need to let go.

He lower himself to the point his head was the same level as her glistening pussy. “Baby. I’m thirsty. Give me all your sweet honey.” With that, he licked her all over. Playing with her clitoris, inserting his tongue into her tight pussy hole. Made Evie ride her second orgasm. Her third was when Alex put his finger inside her. Moving in and out, stomping his finger inside, made her scream to her another intense orgasm. Alex rubbed his hardened cock on her wet, slippery pussy. Evie opened her eyes when she felt his hot, raging cock rubbing her clitoris. It was still really sensitive. Made her shake her head slowly.

"I was indeed just helping you since you were so lonely and pitiful," "Okay, what are you talking about? How do I look pitiful? "Okay, enough of me pretending, okay here is the thing, you came to me, you told me you liked me, told me about your health condition and I took pity on you, I couldn't turn down a sick person," Blake said, his words Liam didn't know how to take them, pity date? That was a thing? "What? Pity date? Is that what you mean?" "Huh, yeah, if I turned you down, who knows what would have happened, and what more I wanted to experiment with my sexuality,"

I feel powerful seeing it, I feel satisfied. To be honest its not my fault, I was born from the darkness , brought to life by Lucifer himself. There is black blood flowing in my every vein. Thirst for destruction is in my blood. “I was born to be just like him”, just like Lucifer, who is my so called father. I Dont feel satisfied in this war. So I decided to step in. I know the minute I place my leg into the war field, the war will end. People dont call me god of wars, Ares, without a reason.