Chapter 29

Chapter

Twenty-Nine

ATHENA

Really? With everything going on, even with me being nice and getting him ice and a drink and cleaning his cuts like a decent human being, he is still going to start shit. Well, fuck that. I am over his petty bullshit.

“Sit down and shut up. This is all your fucking fault.”

“No, Heph, I am sick of your brutish temper tantrums. You seem to be under the impression that I am some evil seductress here to lure everyone into my magical vagina.”

“Then why don’t you fucking leave?” he yells.

“Because this is my house. You fucking leave!” I yell back like a mature adult. Ugh this man is throwing me off my game.

“Okay, can we not do this tonight?” Eros says behind me, then he stands up just long enough to pull me back to sitting next to him.

“Can we please fucking focus?” Perseus sighs, and he sounds as annoyed as I feel. He pours himself another drink and slams it back before refilling his glass.

“Fine, who else could have gotten to my mother? Who else knew about the money?”

“Only us.” Perseus pushes the heels of his hands into his eyes.

“Any staff like the lawyer or anyone like that?” I ask.

“The lawyer is one Freya had forever. I think since she was with your father. The only time he was here that I can recall is after she died.”

“Once before, about two years ago,” Heph adds .

“That must have been when she set up the will. Did she have an accountant who had access to her accounts or bank statements?”

“Yes.” Perseus lets out a sigh. “But Paris oversees all of her accounts.” He takes a large swallow of his drink.

“Okay.”

“That doesn’t mean he—” Heph starts.

I say, “I know it doesn’t mean anything. I am just trying to figure out who was in my mother’s life that could have done this.”

“Just us,” Perseus says.

“So, Paris—” Eros says.

I turn on the couch to look directly at him. “How do we know it wasn’t you? You would have had just as much opportunity as he would, and more motive.”

Eros looks at me, swallows a few times, then bites his bottom lip and looks at the far wall before returning his gaze to mine. “Baby girl, after everything, do you really think so little of me?

“No, but?—”

“All of what?” Heph barks out a laugh. “Let’s not pretend you fucking someone is anything special. You have fucked half the women in this city. That’s what you do, isn’t it? If a woman has something you want, you fuck them and take it.”

“Heph…” Perseus says in warning.

Eros’s entire body goes still.

Heph continues, “No, that is who you are. Just a common whore that tricks women into wanting you. Promising them the world, then fucking them and getting whatever it is you were after, usually just some cash or jewelry. But maybe this time it was a little bit more. Wasn’t it? Is that why you are all over Athena? Trying to get to the daughter and have her give you what her mother wouldn’t.”

Eros jumps off the couch and lunges at Heph, who is on his feet in an instant. “I haven’t done that in years, and you fucking know it!” Eros screams in Heph’s face.

The two men glare at each other, and the air is thick with tension. Any second, someone is going to throw another punch, and I am fucking over it.

“If you guys are going to keep staring into each other’s eyes like that, either kiss or sit the fuck down,” I say.

The tension fizzles out as Perseus huffs out a laugh, and Eros takes a half step back and turns to grin at me .

“Baby girl, you are the only person in this room I have any interest in kissing.”

I roll my eyes and lean back into the couch, letting the alcohol work its magic and loosen the tension in my limbs. Heph still appears pissed, but I don’t really care why anymore.

“Good, then come sit your ass back over here, and let’s figure shit out.”

He sits back down next to me, then pulls me into his lap and snuggles into my neck. “You don’t think I?—”

“No.” I’m not sure why, but I don’t think he had anything to do with Freya’s death. And I don’t think he fucked me to use me. In the beginning, that might have been his plan, but if one of us was using the other, it was me.

“I don’t know if you are qualified to make that judgment,” Perseus slurs. “You could have chosen any of us, and you picked Eros. Your judgment is off.”

“What can I say?” I shrug. “Getting hate fucked in the pool was fun and all, but getting eaten out on the balcony, so much hotter.” A part of me is saying to stop there, but I am a little too tipsy to listen to the voice of reason. “I mean, the whole broody grumpy thing might work for some people, but I just find it exhausting. Personally, I prefer when my men have a big dick, not men who are a big dick.”

Eros throws his head back with laughter.

Perseus stands, stumbling only a little. “Keep talking, princess, and see what happens.”

“Okay. I would bet the only women who are excited to fuck you are hookers that really need to make rent. You have the sex appeal of a dead… I don’t know anything gross.” My mind is a little fuzzy, so my insults aren’t rolling off the tongue as fluently as I’d like.

“That’s how it is?” he cocks his eyebrow at me.

“That is how it is,” I confirm.

“Last chance to take it back.” He kneels on the couch and leans over Eros to hover over me.

“Or what?”

“Or I will show you and everyone else in the room how full of shit you really are. Take it back.”

“Nah, I said what I said.”

His lips are on mine in a flash, in a devastatingly passionate kiss. I don’t even have the brainpower to process what is happening before he pushes me back, so I am lying across Eros’s lap with Perseus pressing to my front. His hard cock is digging into my thigh, while Eros’s is hardening under my back.

I don’t know if it’s the way Perseus is devouring my mouth, the liquor warming my veins, the adrenaline from before or being sandwiched between two of the hottest men I have ever seen, but I have never been more turned on in my life. My heart is racing, and I feel alive.

I need more.

I reach up with one hand and run it through Eros’s hair, while I wrap my legs around Perseus, pressing my aching core against him. He rocks against me, just enough to feel the friction between our clothes. I’m so sensitive that even the little movement is enough for me to let out a whimper against his lips.

I still hate him, but I can’t deny how my body responds to him.

When Perseus breaks the kiss, I tighten my legs so he can’t go anywhere as I pull Eros’s lips down to mine and kiss him with the same fervent intensity that Perseus kissed me.

Perseus leans up just enough to grab my throat and squeeze for a moment before trailing his hand down my body and under my shirt to pinch one of my nipples as my back arches for more.

“Do you like that, princess?” Perseus asks before pulling down my shirt to expose my breasts so he can start to lick and suck my nipples. Perseus’s tongue is teasing while Eros is exploring my mouth. The combination is making my head swim, and my pussy is dripping. I am so turned on, I can feel my heartbeat in my clit, the subtle thrum making me ache with need.

I need more. Eros moves his hand to the waist of my pants and undoes the button. Breaking the kiss, he whispers against my lips. “Do you want us to make you feel good, baby girl?”

Another high-pitched whine escapes my lips as my hips buck into his touch.

“God, you are so fucking perfect,” Perseus says before biting my nipple just hard enough it sends a sharp pain down my spine mixing with the pleasure, making it far more intense.

“I need more,” I pant.

Eros slips his hand into my underwear, and his fingers immediately find my clit. He draws teasing little circles over it while Perseus focuses on my tits, licking one and pinching the other.

I look across the room, and Heph is still there, sitting on the couch, watching with a heated gaze. His jaw is clenched, and he looks mad, but the outline of his very large, very hard cock on his thigh pulls my attention.

Perseus is controlling.

Eros is demanding.

But I need to know what Heph is like.

Is his touch as hard and forceful as the others? Would he demand my pleasure like the others, or would he coax it from my body? I need to know.

I look at his face, and I reach out to him. “Join us.”