Zeus X Odysseus Ao3 Mga Nobela at Kwento

She closed her eyes and her body began to tremble inexplicably. He did not touch her, but only ordered: "Open your eyes and look at me." The strength in his growl forced her to open her eyes. He held her face with both claws, and his eyes suddenly became extremely complicated: "Who am I?" Suzan was stunned for a moment. She didn’t know what he meant by asking this question. “You are...Alpha Jason!” He listened, slowly raised the corners of his lips, suddenly hugged her tightly, turned over, pressed her down, and engulfed her again with a wild kiss——

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

“We've got to go, Eris.” “We have to run as fast as we can. I can’t fight with you here.” One of the rogues showed up, he shifted into his human form, and walked towards us stark naked. “Zeus.” Ocean hissed through his teeth, his jaw clenched. “Is she your new plaything?” Ocean hid me behind him again. He sucked his teeth. “She’s pretty.” “Leave her out of this…” “Ocean never backs down from a fight, but you were going to run away earlier because of her. You wouldn't have cared if she was someone else, would you?” Zeus moved around, he was trying to get a glimpse of me, and Ocean kept shielding me from his gaze.

She asked looking at him. "I belong to you both and you both belong me," Jason replied his eyes not being able to leave hers, I smiled knowing the feeling. "Like a three way relationship?" She asked and he nodded. "But wouldn't that bring about jealously?" She asked and he shook his head, she bit her lip before kissing him, a moan leaving her and he pulled her closer. The scene turning me on, my nipples hardening under my clothes begging for attention. It was amazing the confidence and dominance she obtained whenever she was aroused, she became a completely different person.

Studying the man's movement, she found every movement of the man was purposeful and graceful, like a predator stalking its prey. “My lord,” Beta Idris called the man's attention towards the appearance of the woman. Alpha Odysseus turned around and his gaze landed on the woman who was fidgeting with the hem of her clothes while looking down at her feet, of course, no one could bear to look at him or even summon the courage to do so. “Look up,” Alpha's Odysseus' strong features were set in a hard expression, his brow furrowed in concentration as he studied her. But beneath the cold expression, he seemed to recognize her.

Zeus states. “Brother I love you, but you are so fucking delusional. This happened because you wanted perfect little girly girls. News flash, even our wonderful sisters are not like that. You should have figured it out that time when they growled at you for trying to take that toy. They have been fiercely independent from the start. They have always done things when they want to and in their own way. I am not surprised in the least that they came home with dyed hair, tattoos, and body piercings.” I explain.

Azael tugs on my lip slightly, which is caught between his teeth, and I can't help but groan, which only he can hear. -Stop! - he shouts again- The game must go on! Azael this time, yes he seems to hear it and separates our lips, leaving our faces very close, with shaky breaths and somewhat swollen lips. We look into each other's eyes and I can assure you that I can almost immerse myself in all the lust and desire that I see in them.

I yelled, before the Moon Goddess knew what else she had up her sleeve. My Beta rushed forward. With one clear swipe of his claws, he tore through her throat. Her neck gushed blood, but she managed to speak one last time. “Two beasts, one weak blood.” Her smile was haunting, her mouth overflowing with crimson. We regained our balance as the mixture of our blood vanished. “What in the world is this?” I lunged at Raphael, squeezing his neck with all my might. His smirk remained, his blue eyes never leaving mine. “I don’t know either,” he choked out. To my frustration, he was telling the truth. My grip relaxed. He didn’t flinch, walking over to touch the woman’s neck.

She watched him, wondering what the hell he was doing. After some minutes he stood up and looked at what he had done, she looked down at it too, it wasn't perfect but was much better than how it initially was on her. Then he faced the top, working on making it more better and comfortable. Unintentionally his hand brushed her breast, and she gasped in shock. What was he doing? But his face was still expressionless like nothing happened, either he didn't notice or he pretended not to. She swallowed hard, trying to assure herself that nothing happened, she was a human, and he was a Lycan, whatever that meant. She couldn't help but study his face, he looked human, how was he a Lycan?

“And yet, here you are, married to me.” Zoe groaned, grabbing another pillow. “I swear, Adonis—” He raised his hands in surrender, still grinning. “Fine, fine. We’ll figure it out tonight.” Zoe sighed, rubbing her temples. “You’re such a pain.” Adonis smirked, standing up and walking toward the bathroom. “And yet, you can’t resist me.” "You wish."