Chapter 33

Chapter

Thirty-Three

ATHENA

The next morning, I wake thankfully not hungover. Eros came in last night, rousing me to drink a glass of water and take some aspirin. Then he ate me out before letting me go back to sleep, swearing it was part of his magic hangover prevention method. It was probably the water and aspirin, but if he wants to eat me out like that every night I have a few too many, then I am not opposed to developing a drinking problem.

When I open my eyes, I feel rested, rejuvenated, and ready to start the day. I try to get out of bed, but two muscular arms drag me back under the covers.

“Morning, baby girl.” Eros pulls me into his chest.

“Good morning. How did you sleep?”

“It’s not a good morning yet, but it can be.” He pushes his hard cock into my thigh.

Eros rolls me onto my back and straddles me. He darts his tongue out and licks my neck.

“You taste so good,” he says.

He leans down and kisses me. Our tongues dance and our lips lock. My nipples stiffen, and my pussy aches to be touched.

“I want you,” he pants. “I want your virginity.”

I freeze. He knows that Perseus... “Uh?”

Smirking, he adds. “I want this virgin ass . I allowed Perseus to pop that cherry of yours, but this time”—he reaches down to touch my anus—“it’s my turn. ”

I’ve never seen Eros so determined, so primal.

“Kiss me,” he orders.

I lean up, and our lips meet. Then he attacks my neck. My nipples, my pussy, my belly—he attacks every inch of my body. I moan as my body reacts to his touch.

He rakes his teeth over my nipples and bites them gently, pushing them together as he sucks them into his mouth, hard. I cry out as he quickly gets off me, reaches for his discarded pants on the floor and pulls out a bottle of lubrication.

Clearly, this is a planned event.

Returning to the bed with a wicked gleam in his eyes, he says, “This ass is mine.”

He reaches between my legs and his fingers glide through my wetness. I close my eyes and mewl in erotic need. The feel of his fingers on me is delicious.

“Please don’t cry, baby,” he whispers.

“I’m not going to cry,” I tell him, and I kiss him, although the idea of having his large cock in my ass is terrifying. But the last thing I’ll ever do is cry. Athena Godwin doesn’t cry.

“We’ll see about that.” His eyes darken, and his upper lip raises into a devilish smirk.

He gently helps me turn onto my stomach and parts my legs, and I feel his body move up the bed. He kneels on the bed, and I hear the bottle of lube open. I shiver, and my body trembles. Eros runs his hands over my back and ass.

“Relax, baby girl,” he whispers, and he kisses my neck. “It’s the only way you’re going to be able to take my cock.”

I feel his fingers on my ass again. His fingers slide into me—just a tip. It doesn’t hurt, but it feels... foreign.

Oh Jesus Christ. Am I really going to allow this?

He rubs the lubrication over my anus and pokes a finger inside again. This time, it’s all the way in. I wince but try to relax. He then squirts more lubrication and starts massaging it into my tight hole.

I consider telling him to stop, but the curiosity is too much. I want to know what this feels like. I also want to give this part of me to Eros first.

He wants it, and I’m going to let him take it.

“Are you ready?” he asks.

“Yes,” I answer.

He moves into position behind me. I feel the head of his cock rub the outer lips of my pussy before pushing in.

I cry out. Fuuuuuuuuck, he’s too big.

“Shhh, baby,” he says as he kisses my back. “You’ll get used to it. I’m going to go really slow. The head of my cock is the only thing inside you right now. You can take it. I know you can.”

He kisses my back and neck, and I start to relax. With that, he pushes the head of his cock into me a little further.

“Oh my God,” I moan.

He slowly pushes his cock all the way into me. I cry out, but I don’t tell him to stop. I clench my teeth, and I try to focus on relaxing like he told me to do.

“You’re so fucking hot, baby, and tight,” he groans. “I’m gonna open your ass wide, and you’re going to take every inch of my cock. Yes, baby. That’s it. Fuck, you feel so good.”

I’m closed in all around him and it... hurts. But then it doesn’t. I feel so full, so complete.

He pushes in deeper. I squeal, and he stops.

“Stay still, baby girl.” He kisses my back and waits for me to calm down. “Good girl. Get used to my size. Are you okay?”

“Yes,” I pant. I nod as I start to believe what I say.

Satisfied, he begins slowly pushing in again.

I feel like I’m going to split in two, but all of my pain is soon replaced by... pleasure.

Eros reaches around to play with my clit. His fingers are magical. I feel my pussy start to lubricate again. The pain is gone. Only warmth remains.

The feeling of his cock in my ass is beyond anything I could’ve ever imagined. It’s as if Eros is reaching deep within me, connecting to my very soul. I’m never letting him go.

“Oh, God. You feel so fucking good, baby. You are so fucking tight.”

Eros starts slowly thrusting again, going deeper and deeper with every thrust. It hurts, but it’s not really pain. It’s so much more. He’s fucking me deep, and I feel his balls against my ass. He pulls almost all the way out, and then thrusts back into me, balls deep.

I cry out, and I push back against him. He’s not going to dominate me completely. I’m going to have my say, and I start to fuck him back. He grunts and growls, and it turns me on even more.

“Yes, Athena, yes,” he gasps. “Ride my cock. You are so fucking sexy and beautiful. ”

I lean back and push my ass into him. He grabs my breasts, and I feel him kiss the side of my neck.

I grab the sheets and pull them off the bed. I’m trying to hold onto something, anything. I have no idea why my body is reacting this way.

It hurts and feels good at the same time.

“That’s it, baby. Take it. Take every fucking inch of my cock. I’m going to take it all in your tight little ass.”

He grabs my hair and pulls back my head. His cock goes deep into me, and I can’t help but moan.

My body starts to shake. He pulls my hair again and thrusts into me faster.

Then it happens.

I can’t control myself. I orgasm around the mass in my asshole, and I love every second of it.

He yanks my hair back and growls. His cock is pulsing inside me as he fills my ass with his warm cum.

“Oh my God, baby,” he says as he collapses on top of me.

Eros kisses my neck, and I could get used to this.

After a few moments, he pulls out his cock.

“I’m sorry. I should’ve fucked you slower. I know it was your first time having anal sex.”

I turn over and look him in the eyes. “I didn’t cry.” I give him a smile and a wink.

“Well, the challenge is on for next time.”

After another round in the shower, Eros and I make it downstairs. The staff has all come back, and thankfully, no one is asking about the broken chairs or the bullet holes. Mrs. Medea is busy in the kitchen, making pancakes, and shoos Eros and me into the dining room, saying Perseus and Heph are on their way up, so she is just making one big breakfast.

When Eros and I sit down, I ask him, “How sure are you that it’s Paris?”

He draws a deep breath and sets down his coffee cup. “Last night I was positive, but this morning, after seeing how he reacted and how pissed he was and hurt, I just”—he takes another deep breath—“I don’t know anymore. ”

“Don’t know what?” Perseus comes around to sit at the table. Heph, looking unusually happy, follows behind him.

“About Paris,” he answers. “I was so sure, but his reaction, and I still can’t place a motive…”

“Where does he live?” I ask as Mrs. Medea brings in breakfast and everyone fills their plate.

“His family has an estate not too far from here,” Perseus says. “Why don’t we all go? We all need to talk this shit out and make sure he doesn’t just shoot Eros.”

He isn’t wrong.