Story Of Eros And Psyche นิยาย & เรื่องราว

she gasped, her voice now weak, as her body became exhausted from the brutal pace. But Eros was relentless. His rhythm only grew harsher, each movement fueled by something dark and self-destructive. The sex wasn’t about her. It was never about her. It was about Adriana—about erasing her from his mind, even if it was only going to be for a fleeting moment.

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?

“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.

But because her arm was still shaking, she pressed too hard and pricked herself too deeply. A tiny drop of rose-red blood bedewed the surface of the skin. Immediately and unknowingly, Psyche fell in love with Cupid with great intensity, being fired more and more with a desire for the goddess of passion. She leaned over and passionately smothered her lover with wanton kisses of her parted lips.

Hades asked. “I met Eros a couple of years ago. I didn’t think anything of it, but I still researched him. The God of Love. He looked like the drawings and my Great Grandfather. He had shown up in the park one day after my boyfriend had broken up with me. I was crying and he offered me a tissue and told me that “that boy had no idea who he was walking away from, and when he did figure it out, he would regret it for the rest of his life.” That was when I really looked at him. I told him he looked just like my Great Grandfather. He laughed and said that everything would make sense soon enough. I think he thought my parents would tell me soon after he came to me. Obviously, they didn’t.” I said

Now she always has to look behind her back with fear ' he thought. "Wait, you are her first?" Ojas asked with shock when he remembered something about the Skipper seers. "Yes," Eros replied remembering that night feeling bitter-sweet. "Oh dear god," Ojas muttered worriedly, which caught the attention of the Were king. "Now what?" he snapped with impatience. Eros is at the end of his ropes. He doesn't have any patience left to deal with anyone else for the day. All he wants is to go to his palace and sleep. But he couldn't even do that, because he has to share his bed with a certain Skipper seer, whom he is in love with.

He leaned closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "You belong to me, Evanora. Body, mind, soul. There's no part of you I won't take." When he kissed her again, it was darker and fiercer, and she felt her resolve slipping. Her body betrayed her once more, melting into the intensity of his storm. Eros wasn't just a man-he was a force of nature, one that would consume her entirely if she let him. And maybe, just maybe, she already had. He laid her down gently, settling between her legs as he placed soft kisses on her stomach. For a moment, something flickered in his eyes-a glimpse of tenderness buried beneath the storm.

Hell, no one was even brave enough to touch me, not even Noah or Carl, because I might accidentally hurt them, but Victoria seemed to have a hold on me. Her voice was able to pierce through my subconsciousness, even through Eros’, that was how we could calm down. “That’s the effect of the matebond,” Eros replied. “Though I’m beginning to think it’s more than that.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked him while still seeing the guests out. “I’ll let you think about it if you haven’t realized it yet,” he said and went to the back of my mind, leaving me wondering about his words.

Eros gave a creepy smile then he said, '' I must admit you are good, getting me while I was sleep was good I was less aware of what going on. ''Eros said, 'But you made a mistake. ''Eros said, '' What are you talking about Eros, I am upset that you would sleep with my virgin wife if you wasn't my friend I would kill you now. ''Shawn said, '' Who are you. ''Eros said, '' Eros looked at me. it me Shawn. ''Shawn said,

I hated that my need for him was driving me towards forgetting everything that led our non-existent relationship to this point. To accept his apology knowing that I'd never be content until he gave me a proper explanation of the reason behind his actions. Just when I was nearing my wits’ end, Eros spoke, breaking the silence with words that broke something within me. "I was scared," he said, staring me dead in the eyes. "I was scared it was all an illusion." I took an unconscious step back. "What?" "I once thought I had a mate," he breathed. "She came into my life just like you did."