My eyes flew open, my strength returning as I took what felt like my first deep breath of air in forever. As soon as my eyes adjusted to the light, I noted the sparkling land of perfection that surrounded me: a waterfall above us, cascading into the crystal clear waters that I was neck deep in; tiny colored pebbles below, shining in the bright warmth of the sun; green around the edges, wildflowers filling the land with color and the scent of honeysuckle, and through all of that I only had eyes for Cronus.
He was shirtless, heavy bronze muscles crowding my vision. His hair was slicked back, looking much darker than usual, so black it was almost void of color. Cronus stole so much of my attention that it was like he was the only thing that existed.
“You saved me?” I said, my voice husky, like I’d been screaming for hours. My pain, the heat, the burning lungs … everything was gone. I felt fucking amazing.
He nodded, eyes never leaving my face.
“Where are we?” I pressed, needing to hear his voice.
“The Spring of Eternal Youth,” he said huskily, those eyes devouring me. “It was where the Titans would bathe when we’d been injured in battle. Zeus tried to destroy it, but we warded the land so only a Titan can enter.”
I shifted closer, and his eyes flicked down to the tight wet shirt strained across my breasts. That look was scorching, branding me, sending heat to my core. I wanted to kiss him so badly that my entire body trembled and ached. He’d saved me. And even though I knew he was probably doing it because he might die if I did—I still wasn’t sure that was true; nothing could kill Cronus—it meant something to me.
“I’ve never had anyone fight to save me before,” I admitted, marveling at how good I felt now. I looked around at the stunning and hidden spring again.Wait…“Did you say spring of eternal youth? Like … the Fountain of Youth?”
His lips twitched, and since he was definitely not in the mood for a smile, I took that as a good sign he wasn’t completely pissed at me for almost dying.
“Unlike the elixir I gave Thanatos, which grants immortality to its drinker, these pools are healing in nature. They can heal nearly any injury if you can reach them fast enough. I hoped the powers in the water would reverse the plague since my own powers failed me in that regard.”
He’d tried to heal me. I vaguely remembered that, along with Panacea and the cursing when it didn’t work. Then he’d run and zapped us across the world, and dove into these icy waters with me in his arms.
“Mine failed me too,” I said, flicking useless hair off my face. What the hell good was healing hair if I’d still almost died from sickness?
I’d almost died.
There was no way I was dying without kissing a god. Fuck that. Without allowing my brain to process my thoughts, I threw myself forward, wrapping my body around Cronus as best I could. I took him by surprise, but only for a second, before he enclosed me in strong arms and hauled me against his body. His strength against mine. Hard against soft. God against human … ish.
In that moment, none of our differences mattered. We were just a man and woman.
His eyes were blazing as they locked with mine. I was drowning in blue and gold, desperately sliding the lower half of my body closer to his. At this moment, if I could have, I would have crawled inside of Cronus. Or, even better, he could be inside of me.
I needed him.
It was impossible to tell who made the first move. Our lips crashed together; our tongues intertwined. Cronus kissed me like he owned me, claiming my mouth and dominating my body. He eclipsed the entire world and I forgot to breathe. I forgot everything but kissing him.
His taste was addictive, like nothing I’d ever experienced before, and I wondered if I could just kiss him forever. Or even more…#EpicSpringSex #RightNow
His hands went under my ass, hauling me up as I wrapped my legs around him, rocking my aching body into his hard length. His chest rumbled under my hands, and just as I was trying to figure out how to get his pants off, he jerked his head back, his eyes dark and stormy. A battle played across his face, one that he fought inside, and I tried to catch my breath.
“We can’t,” he finally said, soft and husky. He shook his head. “We have a mission to complete. There’s no time for … this.” He peeled my thighs away from him and my mouth popped open in surprise.
This?Did he just fucking say “this?”
Fuck you, dude.My kisses were not “this.”
I pulled back, letting my elbow clip his face as I swam away.#Whoops #AccidentISwear
Embarrassment flushed through my system at what just went down; my face would once again be red as fuck, but this time it wasn’t the plague. It was that fact that Cronus was a cu—
“Are you done almost dying? Can we get back to saving the world?” He interrupted my thoughts.
He was back to being obnoxious, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why that kiss had bothered him so much. He obviously liked it. My eyes fell to his lingering hard on and I smirked. “Whatever you say,bigman,” I said, as sweetly as I could, all while I was stabbing him to death in my head. “We all know what’s important to you.”
That last statement halted him for a brief moment, before he shook his head and strode out of the water, dragging me behind him with our bond.
“Come on. We need to find my ex. I think she’s in trouble.”
Great. Just what I want to do after grinding on you.
#FML
