Hunger blossomed in his eyes, pupils expanding at the side of my bare legs. Reaching out, his fingers pushed the gap open wider like drawing back a curtain of chiffon.
I smirked as his breath caught in his chest,clearly seeing that I had not so accidentally left my panties in the car.
“Fucking…” His voice trailed off in awe. Then he moved with urgency.
In a swift motion, he shrugged off hisjacket and tossed it onto another nearby crumbling stone. He lowered himself against me, worshiping my throat with his mouth. Every kiss devout, every nip possessive, and every stroke of his tongue designed to leave me aching at my core.
My hands fumbled with his belt in my rushed need for him. “No one better come looking for us,” I said without any conviction. I had no intention of giving a damn if someone caught an eyeful.
Both of us worked at shoving fabric out of our way until his trousers were shoved down off his hips, leaving his thick cock exposed to the charged air between us.
His hand slid up the front of my throat, holding firmly just below my jaw to maintain control instead of allowing chaos to reign fully. “Tell me which god ruins you best.”
I whimpered as my eyes shone brighter than the Mediterranean beyond these ruins.
“You’re the only god that matters, theos. The only one that makes me beg.” And it was the fucking truth. Only the god of discord could so easily bring me to my knees.
“Damn straight,Heartspite.” He came in close, intensityradiating offhim. “Now scream it so they all know it.”
One violent thrust and he was buried deep in me. His cock stretched me abruptly in a haze of pain-turned-pleasure. My hands clutched onto him like he was the air my desire needed to burn us both to ashes.
I cried out in unison with his throaty growl, my legsshiftingto wrap tight around his hips. My bodyalready craved this brand of his chaos, my arousal soaking his length.
Eryx’s touch as he held onto my hip felt like a brand, searing deeper than just bone and flesh, as he took claim over me in what used to be a sacred place.
When he moved, it was with single-minded focus. His hips snapped in a hungry rhythm. Each drive into me had pleasure surging throughout my limbs.
“Taking me so well, Charlee,” he breathed out. “You were made for this, made for me.”
My fingers tangled in the short black strands of hair at the back of his neck. “Yes, theos. Fuck, don’t stop,” I begged as his hand slipped between us, fingers circling my swollen clit.
The unforgiving surfaceatmy back was forgotten. All that mattered was the sun that kissed my skin as Eryx bound our bodies together, and only the gods above bore witness to our union.
If there ever was a moment where everything disappeared around me, it was here and now. This broken god, making himself whole every time he found himself inside me. In turn? Our hearts, however unlikely, fell into sync. It was like experiencing the Double-Tap for the first time, every time.
He rocked into me harder, letting chaos consume him. His cock’s swollen head hit depths inside my cunt that had me clenching tightly around him. My whole body coiled tight, breaths came out ragged, and my visionblurred with either blinding ecstasy or tears. Possibly both.
All my focus dialed down to him. The sea of pleasure surged forth, threatening to drown us both, and I never wanted to come up for air. I shattered beautifully around him, my walls fluttering around his dick.
One last drive into me, Eryx dropped his head to bury his face against my neck as my body arched up into him. The flood of his cum filled me, painting my soul with his divine love.
We lay there for some indeterminate amount of time, just soaking each other in.
“I love you,” I whispered against the top of his head, the words almost lost between the sound of my beating heart.
Eryx lifted his head to look down at me. At first, I thought he’d recoil at the words, but instead, his face softened into something resembling devotion.
“I don’t love you, Heartspite.”
My stomach nearly dropped into my feet until his hand cupped the side of my face, his fingers trembling slightly against my skin.
“Youaremy love, Charlee. You consume me, and I will forever cherish every inch ofyou because of it.”
Our lipsmetagain,thattime something much softer bleedingbetween us. Something larger than love itself, stronger than desire.
Eventually, Eryx moved off me. Unrushed, he pulledhimself back together into something a little more presentable.
Taking his offered hand, I was gently pulled up off the makeshift stone altar we had just christened. I finger-combed my dark tresses, trying—and failing—to get them under control.
