Psyche Eros Novels & Stories

Still… “I can’t do it. I’m sorry.” He leaned back. “I thought you’d say so. That’s why I brought him here.” The door opened to reveal Eros. He glided across the room like the saintly Oracle he was. Except, he had a look in his eyes. One I hadn’t noticed before. “You are going to touch yourself and show us what you mean. Eros will find a way to cure you of it.” I swallowed. My wet dreams were manifesting before me and instead of pleasure, I felt fear.

Aiden confessed looking desperate in front of her that only made Psyche put her hands on her temples trying to massage them gently feeling a little bit off as she sighed for a long minute while trying to find a chair inside the library. "What made you think I did that all for you? You just said it earlier. I just USED you" Psyche said, as she emphasize the word 'used' in front of him, calmly sitting on the chair near the shelves looking at Aiden seriously making him feel useless comparing him to a toy that was already used that had no more used to her "No, I won't give up. Even if you use me or anything as long as I'm on your side, I'm alright with that" Aiden said pleading his way towards P

I met him, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist but with just enough space for me to keep up with his fingers. Tears blurred my vision, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t want him to stop. “Don’t let this be a dream,” I whispered. He kissed the tears from my cheeks. “It’s not.” His hand slides out between us before going in again, finding that spot that made me cry out. With his thumb rubbing on my clits continuously, my body clenched around him, tight and pulsing, building toward something I couldn’t hold back. I could feel my legs shaking and my walls closing in.

And that hurt even more. Meanwhile, Eros climbed the stairs without looking at anyone, without speaking, without stopping. He went into his room, closed the door, and pressed his forehead against the wood, breathing as if he had just run a marathon. He stayed like that for a few seconds. Then he let himself fall onto the bed, face up, arms outstretched, eyes fixed on the ceiling. “Shit...” he muttered. He brought his hands to his face, covering his eyes, as if he could erase everything he had felt, everything he had heard, everything that had almost happened. And worst of all... everything he secretly wanted to happen.

"Fine! I forgot we were supposed to go to the movies and was very tired. I'm sorry." “Not tired enough not to stand in the cold kissing Eros. Right?" Kissing Eros?! My eyes widened, heart quickening. What Eros?! Why was Jade kissing Eros?! Eros?! She rose, towering over the table, her eyes darkening. “Why do you act like I cheated on you or something? Fine, what if I do like him? What’s so wrong in liking him?” Leo's pupils hardened. Everything! I wanted to yell as my fingers dug into my napkin. Eros just wasn’t anybody! He wasn’t a guy you bumped into at a party and made out with. Eros was the son of Tristan's uncle's close friend.

Her fingers circled her clit, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves as her other hand slipped lower, digging deep into her moist cunt. “Faster,” Eros urged, he stepped closer to the bed, his free hand gripped the edge of the mattress as he watched her hungrily. She obeyed, her fingers moved quicker now, pumping in and out of her wet pussy as she teased her clit with tiny rubs. Her back arched off the bed, “Eros, please….i need you,” her eyes never left his, as she moaned desperately. He smirked, his grip tightened on his shaft as he stroked himself faster.

Brecc growled. She moaned, forgetting all about the room and sighing in bliss. “God, yes. That feels good.” Eros sucked her nipples, biting down and leaving them wet stinging points. He slid a hand down, cupped her pussy and slid a finger between her pussy lips to her entrance and then up to her clit. “You’re so wet. Slick and hot.” Eros let go of her body to strip off his clothing. Then he pulled her to the bed and sat at the edge. He placed her hands to either side of his hips at the same time Brecc hauled her hips back, until she was leaning down, hovering over his cock.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Alex broke out in sweats as he had a sudden realization of how dangerous the situation a moment ago was. Rena was truly a horrifying woman. She was so cunning to strike when he was in his most vulnerable state which was right after he ejaculated. "Did she just pretend to be caught in my palm?" Alex wondered to himself. "No... she is stronger than both of us combined... There's no reason for her to act weak in front of me. That means only one thing. The paralyzing poison really do work. She's not immune to the power of Eros God. It was just that the effect got shortened."

It was expected but entirely unwelcome. She took a deep breath. And shook her head as if it could remove the thoughts in her mind. “This is sick. But why can’t I stop watching?” Gem squeezed her eyes shut, but when she opened them, the live p**n pulled her back in. Her breath came faster. Her chest tightened as a familiar heat spread through her. Her clit was throbbing intensely and she felt herself shiver when flashbacks of Zane’s cock in her mouth began to haunt her mind.

My mind fogs over from the deliciousness spreading across my body. He slows down, moving his hips like a practiced dancer. I thrust backwards to meet his and together, we form a rhythm that is hard to break. He’s moaning and grunting behind me and I’m doing same. Deep inside me, something not physical tugs at my heart strings. It grows potent with each movement, threatening to paralyze me. Marcello pulls out and turns me over. Then, he pushes inside of me again. “ You feel that too, don’t you?”