This is a wonderfully erotic tale and intended for mature audiences!
Chapter 3
By
Elle Boon
Elle Boon
“What the hell do you mean there is no love in the air?” Eros asked, running his hand down his face.
Bacchus stared at him like he’d grown two heads. “Dude, since you all but stopped fucking your way through all the single goddesses, there’s been a major shift on Earth.”
Eros narrowed his eyes. “And that’s my concern how? Did you see what they depict me as?” He slapped himself in the side of the head. “Of course you did. You’re the one who pointed it out to me. Serves them right. If they gave me the respect I deserve, then I’d shoot an arrow at some of their asses. But,” he held up his hand, “not in a fucking diaper.”
His friend doubled over in laughter, making Eros think about shooting him with an arrow--and not a love one. When it seemed Bacchus wasn’t going to stop laughing, he stepped around him, shoving him a little harder than necessary.
“Seriously, you are even harshing my mojo.” Bacchus wiped his eyes, mirth still sparking in them.
Eros raised his left brow. “Are you having problems getting it up?” He wasn’t going to tell his buddy that was his issue; the man would probably run a full page ad in the Gods Tribune. Nope, not if he had breath in his body.
“Just take a look at some of the headlines. You knew we would lose some of our powers if the humans didn’t believe in us.” Humor faded from Bacchus’s voice as he waved his hand. A giant screen appeared, showing what seemed to be human news.
He’d never really paid much attention to the lesser beings--not that he hadn’t fucked a few thousand, give or take a few hundred--but their problems weren’t his to be bothered with.
Headline after headline showed couple after couple breaking up or heading for divorce. Eros swiped his hand in the air, making the pictures go faster, hoping there was an end. It was like an epidemic had struck. A lovesick potion or some shit.
“How, exactly, does this have something to do with me?”
Again, Bacchus showed him another image. Eros squinted at the vision of the woman, but other than her being a beauty, he had no idea who she was, or why he felt so drawn to her.
Like he was talking to a child, Bacchus shook his head. “You, my friend, need to fix this, and you can’t do it from up here. Go to earth, and do your thing. Fuck some women, or men, or whatever, but make it right. Bring back the love, or I’m afraid none of us are going to be getting any.” With those parting words, Bacchus disappeared as quickly as he came.
The image of the beautiful woman flashed into his mind. “Fuck,” he growled.
He flashed to the city where he’d seen the woman staring at the store front that had been decorated with hearts of varying sizes. The display had been torn down and replaced with an obscene theme of black and grey tombstones with hearts stabbed through. Eros didn’t even want to know the person who took the time to shove all those hearts into the cherub’s ass. His own clenched in response.
“Excuse me, do you have a dollar?”
Eros jolted at the raspy female voice. Looking down, he saw a short older woman pushing a cart filled with what looked like her entire life. His heart ached at the humanity. Being a god, he wanted to wave his hand and take away all her problems, but as he stared around him, he noticed the dregs of humanity roamed all around. While he pondered life, it seemed the little human got tired of waiting on him and continued past, mumbling about good looking men with small penises. Eros smiled in spite of himself.
“First order of business is finding a place to stay. Second is shooting some love arrows,” he muttered.
“You might want to check into an institute as your first order of business.”
His dick, which had been on a hiatus since the party at Bacchus’, chose that moment to wake up. Eyes as blue as the clearest sky stared up at him from what had to be one of the most beautiful creatures on heaven and earth. Her bow-shaped mouth was meant for sin, and the luscious curves encased in drab clothing shouldn’t be making him fantasize about getting her naked. His body didn’t seem to care that she wasn’t dressed for seduction.
Fingers snapping in his face brought his mind out of the gutter. “Did you hear a word I just said?” she asked.
“Honestly?” He shook his head. “I don’t need to check into anything except a hotel. Can you point me in the right direction?” He didn’t need her help, unless it was inside her, then he most definitely needed her for that.
She looked him up and down. “I’d say you’re more of an uptown boy than a downtown one.”
Visions of going downtown on her filled his head. He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face. The resulting red stain on the beauty’s cheeks gave him hope since his dick hadn’t deflated yet.
“Are you busy tonight?” He changed the subject, watching her like a predator. His bow and arrows vibrated on his back. It took monumental effort not to reach behind and make sure they were still invisible to the humans.
Her eyes narrowed. “Are you asking me out on a date?”
Rocking back on his heels, he stared at her incredulous face. “Yes.”
“Let’s get you settled into a hotel, and then we’ll discuss a possible date. Maybe coffee or something.”
“Fair enough. What’s your name, sweetheart?” Eros pressed his hand to the woman’s back, steering her around a group of arguing couples. The situation seemed to be worse than he’d thought. He wasn’t sure what he needed to do, but he agreed it needed to be done quickly.
“Tessa, my name is Tessa.”
“What a lovely name, Tessa. I’m Eric.” If he was to walk around and tell people his real name, he was sure he’d get strange looks.
Once he’d secured a room and a meeting time at the little coffee bar next to the hotel with the lovely Tessa, Eros couldn’t wait for their date. The last time he’d been this excited to meet a female…well, he actually couldn’t remember, but he was sure it was epic.
Dressing with care, he checked his watch and decided it was close enough to the hour. He made his way across the lobby. As soon as he entered, he spotted Tessa. She was dressed in an outfit that would turn any man’s head. The skintight red ensemble hugged every curve and displayed her breasts to perfection. His mouth watered at the thought of peeling it off. “Mind out of gutter or you’ll scare her off,” he muttered.
“Excuse me. Are you talking to me?” A man who looked like he’d definitely ate his Wheaties glared at him.
“Nope, I was talking to myself.”
The big man took a step back. As if scared whatever crazy Eros was would rub off on him.
He made his way over to where Tessa stood. She looked a little afraid, which was the last thing he wanted from her. “You look beautiful, sweetheart.”
Tessa snorted. “Does that usually work with your other women?”
“Well, actually, I can’t remember. But I can promise they all would pale in comparison to you.” He grabbed both of her hands and held them out to their sides, whistling. “Why would you hide this body under those drab clothes from earlier?” He kept the shudder from wracking him.
They found a table in the corner after ordering what Tessa described as liquid gold in a cup. Eros didn’t understand the humans’ need for the brew but had to concede the smell was delicious. His first taste made him sigh in pleasure. “This is delicious.” He drank more, watching his date sip at her cup.
“How about you show me your hotel room?” Long lashes blinked innocently over the rim of her mug.
Eros couldn’t think of a reason to say no, nodding and standing in one motion. Commotion near the entrance, accompanied by angry shouts had him stepping in front of Tessa. “Stay here.” He strode toward the front, finding the man he’d spoken with earlier holding a smaller man by the throat, with a young woman hanging onto his arm. In his long life, and being a wise man, he was able to put two and one together, coming up with a love triangle. Silly humans.
“I swear, Jake, she and I are just friends. I was only helping her with her homework.”
“Then why were you sitting so close to her, touching her arm like you had the right?”
A female growl came from the woman jerking on his arm. “Because he was pointing out the answer on the computer, then showing me how I did it wrong on my paper. God, you are such a dummy.”
“Yeah, which is why you’re banging this guy.”
Before the poor guy turned another shade of red, Eros stepped in between them. He could see the love the young woman had for the big burly dude, even if he was being an ass. With a sleight of hand, he let his power flow from one of his arrows, reinforcing the love the man had for his woman. Instantly he dropped the other man who scrambled away. A sweep of love emotion filled the coffeehouse, filling him with more power. He turned to see several couples kissing.
With a shrug of his shoulders he went back to the table and held his hand out. “Where were we?”
She placed her smaller one in his. “You were gonna show me what you got.”
His dick pressed against his slacks, agreeing wholeheartedly.
Outside he saw the homeless woman again and felt guilty for not giving her money. He took a step toward her, but the blaring of a horn stopped him from being run over by a city bus. Eros looked across the street, thinking he’d take her some when the traffic cleared, but was shocked to find the spot the woman had been standing empty. Turning his head back and forth, he could find no sign.
He swept Tessa under his arm and guided them back toward his hotel suite. Inside the elevator her scent tickled his nose; a memory of a nymph popped into his mind.
“Can I get you a drink?” He asked, opening the fridge, turning to see Tessa standing in a red lace bra and panty. “Fuck,” he swore.
Tessa shivered, trying to hide the fact she was freaked the heck out. She was in a hotel room with Eros, the god who had caused her complete world breakdown, yet she wanted…no, she did not want him. This was all part of the plan.
Her plan flew out the window as he stalked toward her, his hot gaze roaming over her from head to toe. It felt like a physical caress, and then his warm palm was touching her shoulder, his lips brushed hers, and Tessa forgot everything except Eros.
“Oh, God, you taste like sunshine and rainbows.” Eros tongue licked over her lips, coaxing between. Tessa moaned into the warm wet caress. Hands sliding over her flesh lit up nerve endings she didn’t know she had.
Her own palms took a leisurely path, slipping the buttons of his shirt free, needing to feel the man beneath. Jerking at the ends to free them from the pants, she fumbled with the belt buckle until at last, it too was open, and then her fingers were holding all that male hardness. Goddess, she wasn’t sure how that had fit inside her.
“Just like that. Squeeze a little harder,” Eros groaned.
Cool air brushed her breasts, hardening her nipples. Eros’ head bent, taking one peak into his warm wet mouth. Tessa reached for something to hold onto other than the dick in her hand as her knees wobbled.
The world spun, and then cool cotton brushed her back. The handsome devil loomed over her, completely naked. He stared at her; a frown pulled at his features. She tugged to bring him back down to her. His lips began tracing a path down her body, paying homage to each breast, over her tummy and then his wide shoulders were pushing her legs apart. The tiny red thong was no barrier for his hot breath. Her eyes squeezed shut then snapped open at the feel of him ripping the last article of clothing from her body.
“Fucking amazing. You smell like everything I have ever wanted only didn’t know I wanted.”
Eros licked around the part of her that throbbed, sending sparks of electricity through her. Two large fingers spread her open, making her acutely aware of the vulnerable position she was in, and then she was lost to feeling. He licked and sucked, bringing her to a quick hard orgasm she swore curled her toes. The lights in the hotel flickered, followed by a screeching alarm. Tessa froze, reality hitting her. She was under the one man who she shouldn’t be, ready to give herself to him again, forgetting all about her revenge.
Water hit her, soaking her and Eros who tried to scramble up. “What the hell?” Eros tossed a blanket over Tessa.
The untimely, or timely drenching was like a bucket of ice water on her. Tessa scrambled off the side of the bed, looking for her red dress. A pounding on the door startled them both.
“Hotel security.”
Eros jerked his slacks on and strode toward the door. Tessa made sure she was hidden when he cracked the door open. “We need everyone to exit the building until we make sure the fire is contained and are clearing the upper levels first. You’ll need to take the stairs, and I suggest you take your identification, just in case.”
Tessa stepped around both men, hurrying for the steps with the blinking EXIT sign. She heard her name being yelled from behind but kept going. No way in heck was she going back there, or letting him anywhere near her until she had her armor back on.
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