WARNING: Sexual content, and as usual, it'll be in two sets of X's for those who aren't comfortable reading such parts. But do read the parts that are not between the X's because they hold important stuff that you don't want to miss. AND YES! IT'S FINALLY HERE! You're welcome 😏

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          "You promised me something good." I peck his lips tenderly and gaze at him, my fingers playing at the back of his neck. "Show me what you got."

          A dangerous smile tugs on his lips before he slams them against mine. His tongue invades my mouth with ease, no struggle, no battle this time. The thrill in my nerves travels all throughout my body to each cell, exciting each emotion, arousing each sense. My stomach flips in the best way, but also in angst when his mere finger touches the naked skin under the hoodie I wear.

          The shudder that ripples through my body, urges him to pull back a bit and look at me. "Do you trust me?"

          I nod and kiss him as a token of reassurance. "More than anything right now."

          Accepting my response, his lips trail to my jaw, sprinkling it with soft kisses before reaching my neck. He sucks my skin into his mouth and nibbles, the sensation of which strikes my core with unimaginable heat. As he swipes the collar of my hoodie down by an inch and kisses my clavicle, my heart picks up the pace and thumps erratically against my ribs, my chest heaving in slight fear while laying below the man. This has never ended in something good, and my body is beginning to kick into the fight or flight mode which I don't want to trigger.

          Sensing my sudden discomfort, he stops and gazes at me. "Hey." His fingers brush my cheeks gingerly, his eyes peeking into my soul itself, not in an uneasy way though. "It's just me, baby. Just you and me. No one else." He presses his lips to mine ever so softly that I almost turn into a puddle. "I won't hurt you. I'm not like them."

          My heart begins to slow down by a notch. "I know," I breathe out against his lips.

          "Then you also know that you have nothing to worry about with me." His fingers rake through my hair and subtly pull my head back painlessly as his lips brush under my jaw, leaving ecstatic tingles in its wake. "Only you and me. Keep that in your head. Yeah?"

          I nod, unable to speak due to the sensation his mouth bestows upon me. The fear in my chest slowly fades because I know Eros won't throw me around, beat me, or rape me ruthlessly like the men that have forced me to bed with them. Here, I'm willingly laying myself out for him for the very first time in my life. The secure feeling pumping through my body reassures me of his care and love for me, and that's what I need the most right now. What I feel for him can't be explained with simple words. It's utterly implausible.

          "I want to make love to you." His voice rustles into my ear with ease, so smooth yet ironically rough at the same time. His leg on mine ushers me closer to him as he positions his body weight on his elbow to look down at me, his eyes scanning over my features with adoration. "You deserve so much more."

          Impatience and wild nerves get the best of me in anticipation of his words that arouse me to the point of no despair. "Then shut up and do it."

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          A grin jerks on his lips before he kisses me with such eagerness that it has me pulling him closer and asking for more. His hand brushes my strands away from my face, then travels down my chest, brushing lightly over my breast. It slithers further down to grab my asscheek in a firm hold that makes me groan into his mouth and bite his lower lip.

          Our breaths are shallow, bodies full of desire, actions lusty, and intentions wicked. We teleport into a maze of seduction and passion that holds no exit, nowhere to escape. Pondering about it, I don't want to escape the euphoric sanctuary he provides me. At least not right now when this is just beginning to flourish into something aesthetic.

          The same hand squeezing my butt abandons it and snakes to the front of me, palming my mound over the satin shorts which forces a gasp to slither out of my mouth. His finger circles over my aroused nub effortlessly like an artist well-trained in his field, and he sure as hell is a pro in his from what I've gotten to experience from him so far. His proficient mouth that worked to give me pleasure down below months ago just piques my curiosity as to what else he has up his sleeve.

          With another wondrous kiss on my lips, he brings each one of my hands up and pecks the back of them affectionately before lowering himself to my clothed waist. With his eyes affixed on mine, the pads of his fingers graze the skin right above the waistband of my shorts, under the hoodie. Chills sprint up my spine at his mere touch on the naked flesh that I haven't allowed men to see, let alone touch, but the intimacy of his bare flesh against mine has me in knots of anxiety and lust-consumed fire.

          I'm conflicted between the two. I don't know if I should just end this here and save myself from going through a tsunami of emotions or face them head on and get done with it once and for all. Maybe then I can have something, or rather someone, I never thought I'd have in my life in a position so dangerous for me but screw it. I've always been one to seek danger, so why stop now.

          Sitting up, I force him up to his knees by my side and reach upward to peck his lips. "Remove my clothes."

          The reluctance in his eyes scurries away soon enough before he grabs the hem of my hoodie and pulls it over my head in a swift motion. His fiery eyes rake over my breasts hidden behind the bralette, then comb over the old scars sprinkled on my torso. The heat from his fingers sizzle on my skin as they smooth up and down each traumatized discolored mark that orates its own story, but the love and tenderness dripping from his gaze lessen the heinous memory attached to each one.

          "Fuck!" he whispers under his breath and tips his head down to affirm his feelings and grill them into me with a breathtaking kiss. "I'm so fucking infatuated with you."

          I sigh in glee before he takes my lips into his mouth slowly and lets the embrace linger this time. Looming over me, he leisurely arranges himself between my legs and allows his hands to roam up and down my arms. I seem like a little kitten compared to his bulky, athletically sculpted built, but I like all the muscle embellishing each part of his body. It's rather mouth-watering...

         Pulling back a bit, he plays with my lacey bralette before ripping it over my head. His eyes dig into my erect nipples before he lays me down gingerly and places a gentle kiss on my lips, sucking and biting my flesh on his way down to my breasts. His warm breath over my skin surges a wave of elation through me as his wet tongue flicks over my right nipple then sucks it into his mouth, his hands fondling my boobs while my fingers tangle in his hair.

          The suction is warm, strong, hard, and certainly moan-inducing. My entire body lights up like a Christmas tree when his hand slips down my shorts and panties to stroke my clit. Moaning, my back arches at the bite of his teeth on my nipple and the finger massaging me down below. It forces me to tighten my fingers around his strands and pull on them in bliss.

His talented mouth moves over to my other nipple and graces it with the wonders he continues to bless me with. He then draws back to steal a kiss from me, his one hand sliding under my waist to relocate me on a pillow. Settling me down, he brushes his nose against mine with a sweet smile. "Good?"

          Shifting a bit under his towering body, I take a deep breath and nod in confidence, my fingers tightly latching onto his arms. "Yes."

          "Good." He smirks and backs away slowly, tracing his lips down the valley of my breasts and midriff, all the way to the top lining of my shorts. His tongue swipes over the waistband in a teasing manner, making me quiver ever so slightly. The man sits up between my legs to let his hands take charge that push my knees further apart. The pads of his fingertips cascade up my ankles in such slow strokes that the tingles from it have me melting into the sheets itself. The mere buzz it pushes into my body courses through my arteries like tiny electrical jolts piling up to fuel the big one.

          Careful with each move that he makes, his eyes watch me take shallow breaths in and out without any signs of hesitation. He then permits his fingers to crawl up my outer thighs until they reach the elastic of my frail shorts, toying with it and teasing me for a few seconds that stretch on for eternity. I squirm at his actions that don't do much, which causes the teasing grin on his face to accentuate.

"I'm tempted to smack you right now," I hiss in a whisper, my heart still racing against the wind of normality.

He laughs before diving down and planting a kiss on my lips that warms me inside. "Patience, sweetheart." His lips glide down to my jaw, pecking it softly. "I don't want to rush this." The lights from outside make his pearls glow as they lay upon mine, his fingers combing my hair back. "I want to savor every moment with you, baby. Make you feel every little thing." His fine lips contort into that heart-hammering smirk which rips my breath away for a second. "We have the entire night to ourselves, and this is all about us. You and me alone and together. I promise you will never forget this."

          My lips stretch into a smile before they kiss his. "Then make sure it's unforgettable."

          Victorious smile lines his lips and with the permission to proceed, he sits up again and moves my legs to one side. Grabbing the top of my shorts, he skims it down my legs and off my toes, pitching it to the floor. His eyes dart to the wet spot staining my black panties before he turns his gaze to me, so dark and heavy with arousal and lust that I'm forced to gulp. His salivating tongue slips out to wet his swollen lips that begin to kiss the soles of my feet before parting my legs wide open.

He makes his way up my shin, biting and grazing his teeth along it which sends shivers crawling up my spine. The heart in my chest is still at a speed of a hundred miles per hour that only makes my body tingle in a frenzy-like state. His tongue licks my inner thighs, his fingers digging deep into my flesh. My core contracts at the sensation, forcing my hands to cup my wetness over my panties.

A deep, guttural growl rumbles from the back of his throat as I softly hum in sync with it. Removing my hands, he slips my fingers into his mouth and sucks on them before placing them by my sides. His kisses me over my panties, his hot breath blowing onto my sacred part.

          "Say bye to these," he whispers before ripping my panties and chucking the torn fabric away.

          "Bye, I guess." I chuckle as he laughs out against my bare skin.

          Utterly and unmistakably naked, I lie at the mercy of his lips, hands, touch, love, and lust. Along with my clothes, I'm stripped of the attitude, mask, and all that I wear to hide and conceal my vulnerability with hostility and rancor arrogance. But at this very moment, I've been disassembled by him to the girl without all the bitterness. He has somehow returned me to the girl who never faced any evil in her life and I adore the feeling of being liberated of any malice. The reins are in hands, and perhaps I'll let him steer this into a direction he wishes. I trust him enough to let him do so.

All my thoughts are abruptly knocked out of me when his tongue flicks up my clit and then sucks hard onto it. I moan and twirl my fingers around his strands as he subtly bites down which unconsciously makes me arch up into his mouth. A grunt vibrates against my pussy as his hands push my thighs further apart, allowing his tongue to slide up and down between my folds.

"You're so wet," he husks out raspily, sucking on my nub and grinning. "And sweet."

          His tongue dives into my pussy, drinking up my juices. Then a finger invades my soaking cave that tightens my muscles around it. "Oh, God!" I moan as he drives it in and out in slow strokes before adding a second finger to pleasure me senseless. His other hand pinches my clit together to reveal the most sensitive part. His mouth sucks on it relentlessly which sprints my heart rate up with the insertion of another finger. The three fingers stretch me wide as his tongue licks and flicks in all directions, his teeth nibbling and biting.

          The rapid movement in and out of my pussy shallows my breath in quick huffs and puffs as I squirm and whimper in pleasure, my nails digging into his bulky shoulders and my body building up to the hill of orgasm. My insides start tensing up, my nerves flailing in ecstasy. Kneading my breast with one hand and fingering me with his other one while his skilled tongue works wonders on me, the overwhelming furor of my clenched vagina throws me into a space of pure euphoria. My toes curl, my eyes rolling to the back of my head, and my body quaking as my nerves come together to grant me an orgasm that clogs the air in my lungs itself.

"Right there, baby." I hear his voice gravel out, but the next few things that he says go over my head when his proficient fingers force another brutal yet heavenly orgasm through me.

"Fuck!" My voice shakes violently as I come down from the two consecutive orgasms that have my vision blurred and hazy. My muscles wear down the stiffness in them as the release of oxytocin wavers through my bloodstream and fades.

          "Good girl." I flutter my eyes open to watch a smirk play on his lips as he climbs back up while a grin graces my face. He kisses me slow, and I can certainly taste myself on his lips. He deepens the embrace with his tongue massaging my mouth like a light caress. "Feeling good?"

          With a nod, I reach up and kiss him. "Really good."

          He beams in success before the joy on his face disappears. "Oh, fuck!"

"What?" I query as he slumps down beside me and tucks my hair behind my ear.

"I don't have any condoms," he confesses with a chuckle.

          "Mr. Azallion, I can't get pregnant, remember?" I remind him of the little detail.

          His face drops to a frown before he pulls me sideways to him and kisses me without remorse. "There's still that tiny bit of chance, remember?"

          I can't help but giggle at his optimism or fear, whichever one it may be. "Don't worry. It's not happening. So, do your thing before I change my mind."

          Tightening his hold around my waist, he heats me up with an electric kiss that drives me ludicrous. His nails dig into my asscheek, grinding my pussy against his hard-on. Admittedly, it feels like a rock, a big one, however. Sliding off the bed, he removes his sweats and stands in his boxers. His dick strains against the fabric before he slips it off to let his manhood stand erect in salute to me.

With a cocked brow, I gawk at the veins protruding on the long shaft on his circumcised penis. Not only is the length magnificent, the thickness of it is quite astonishing too. No wonder the women love him. He's a drop-dead gorgeous charmer and he has the goods to back it up.

Humming, I shrug leisurely. "Not bad. I've seen better," I tease the man with a smirk.

A bark of laughter rips through the back of his throat as his eyes narrow. "Sweetheart, trust me." A conceited look overtakes his strong features smugly as he climbs the bed and spreads me wide open. Dipping down, he bites down on my lower lip, jolting a tinge of pain through me. "I'll be the only man you're going to ever ask for after tonight."

          I smile as he pulls away and sits at my entrance. He taps the tip of his cock on my clit and forces my chest to constrict as ominous memories flood in at a rapid pace. "Stop!" I croak out in a breathy tone, scrunching my eyes shut and closing my heart up. "I need a minute."

         "Hey," he whispers and lies down beside me. Rubbing my belly, he turns me on my waist to face him, but I don't dare to open my eyes.

          A tsunami of dread pulls me under a sea of vicious monsters, all dragging me further down into a dark, bottomless hole. They claw at me, ripping my flesh like a lifeless fabric as I suffocate. The feeling of being nothing but a body of cracked bones squeezes my heart. The sadistic beasts pile up with a wicked smile; the same one they've always used, and I can't seem to push them out. Everything appears to be falling apart just like my concrete walls for Eros. They collapse on themselves, leaving me vulnerable than ever. I'm not thinking straight. I still have time to back out before it all turns into the dirt that I can't mold into walls again. But then I open my eyes and gaze at his concerned face that whisks all those thoughts away in an instant. He has become my secure base in such a short amount of time.

          He cares and he's determined to stay. My heart can scream it out forever that he's not like them because it knows it very well too, so why be scared of a man that has the potential to grant me something that I've never had; something I've always looked down upon. If this is the so-called emotion 'love', I see why people act irrationally under its influence, because I certainly am being stupid right now. Mistake or not, the future will decide that, but right now, what him and I have is all the reassurance I need to move on. The thought of him takes my mind off the bad in my life and just looking at him, I can state for a fact that he has the capability to make those memories fade into the abyss with time.

"You okay?" he asks, concern clinging to his brows by a mere thread.

Scooting my head closer to him on the pillow, I lightly squeeze my lips against his and reassure him. "Yes."

He sighs, compressing our bodies together and looking into my eyes. "Baby, are you sure? If you want to stop, we can. I won't push you. I'm okay with just sleeping."

With a smile, I allow my fingers to trail a searing path down the hardened slabs of his abdominal region. His body tenses up when my nail drifts down his shaft resting against my thigh. Bringing my hand back up, I lick my palm before it wanders back down and lubricates the monster that is ready to thrust into me. A deep groan thunders in Eros' chest as my hand cascades up and down his length.

"Jesus! Fuck, Athena!" he cusses in pleasure, hungrily slamming his lips to mine. His naughty tongue barges into my mouth as his hand clutches my thigh to prop it on his hip. His smooth mushroom tip lines my entrance, sliding up and down but not going in just yet. I whimper at the friction it causes in me just by moving against it.

Steadying his dick, he carefully pushes the head in at first. Our lips slightly part, our eyes gazing at one another. Slowly, he shoves all of his manly muscle into my wet cave, stretching me to accommodate his girth and urging me to inhale sharply. I drop my head back as a sigh of pleasure vibrates in my throat and spills out my mouth.

"Fuck!" we both swear in unison as he pulls out before thrusting in again.

With one hand on his waist and the other one clasping onto his shoulder, I hold on as he picks up the pace and starts driving it in harder and faster with each stroke. "You feel so good, baby," he drawls out, lust dripping from his husky voice before he grabs my butt to push me down onto his plunging cock that lunges in and out of me.

"Oh, God!" I moan as his mouth dips below and finds my erect nipple. Taking it into his mouth, he uses a force of suction that leaves me wanting more.

Lifting my leg up, he raises it high and hooks his arm under to hold it up while he pounds me harder and harder. The sounds of his balls slapping against my ass and his cock swooshing in and out me cause my vaginal walls to contract around his shaft. My nerves go into overdrive, my stomach bursting into butterflies as I start to come undone.

          "I'm going to cum," I wail shakily, hugging him for support.

      "You better." He slams in harder than ever, reaching the darkest and untouched regions inside me which tips off the spiral of dominoes that stimulate an orgasm which leaves me shaking with twinkling stars flashing before my eyes. "You're such a good girl." I hear him say, but I'm in no position to even breathe normally, let alone respond to his comment.

          His competent thumb wheels over my clit, wiggling relentlessly. I rotate my pussy against it, fueling another orgasm to take me into a place of pure euphoria and bliss that has me barely clinging onto the man's body. "Eros," I whimper out his name in pleasure. I don't remember sex ever being this pleasurable. Perhaps it was because those men weren't the ones I wanted to share such a moment with. However, Eros is on a whole another level and makes me want to do things I've never done before.

          He moves inside me slowly whilst swiping my hair away from my sweaty forehead and pecking it slowly. "You good?" he asks.

          I chuckle, grinning. "Yes."

          "That's like my girl," he smirks before laying on his back and positioning me on top of him. "Ride me."

With a quirked smile, I rock back and forth against his cock. I hold his veiny cock in place before lowering myself and inserting it into me. A groan of sexual hedonism leaves my lips as I let my lids flutter shut to enjoy the sensation rippling through my hysteric nerves. A senseless state of frenzy leaves me feverish as I slowly start moving on his strong, hard cock.

His large, sweaty hands on my waist control my movements, turning the slow whirls into light bounces. Placing my palms on his broad chest, I gyrate him fiercely. "Athena, yes, baby. Just like that." I bounce on him as he wants me to and grip the headboard to hold me steadier.

          His hands slap my ass and grab them to guide me up and down his shaft. Letting out a moan, I bite my lip and go harder, galloping on him and fucking the man with everything in me. "Eros!" I huff breathlessly.

Lifting me up a bit, he starts ramming his cock up into me at a rate so rapid for me to handle, but hell, it feels good. My fingers tighten on the headboard as he hoists his head up to suck on my nipple while sliding a finger into my anus. The invasion sparks a surprising jolt of thrill up my spine which contracts my pussy around him. My stance falters, wobbling my entire body when the fifth orgasm of the night rattles my heart itself. Shaking and quaking, moaning and crying out in sheer pleasure, I pant in a rapturous bliss.

"Shit!" he grunts like a beast. In one swift motion, he places me on my back and pulls out to release his load on my belly. "Fucking shit!" Exhausted, he falls limp next to me and chuckles.

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I smile and gaze at the beautiful man beside me who looks at me with a dazed look of pure affection and want. Reaching forward, I kiss him tenderly as he caresses my cheek in a feather-like manner. "You good?"

Rolling my eyes, I sit up and drift to the edge of his bed. "Yes. You can stop asking me that."

"Don't blame me for being concerned," he states firmly from behind me and yanks on my wrist to pull me back onto the bed with him. "I want to make sure that I didn't do something to hurt you or something you didn't want. I want to make sure you're okay with this. Is that a problem for you?"

Narrowing my eyes at him, I try to feign annoyance at his repetitive question, but my smile contradicts me. "It's not a problem, and yes, I'm fine." I peck his lips, tangling my fingers with his. "I'm more than fine."

I wink and head to the bathroom to clean myself up. I allow the cold water in the shower to cool down the heat reverberating through my body, panging like electrical currents. My hand wipes away tiny beads of water from the tiles on the wall to let me look at my reflection, but all I see is Eros standing behind me.

Stepping under the cold water, he blankets his arms around me and kisses the back of my head. "I don't know if I can get enough of you," he whispers into my ear, then kisses my naked shoulder.

Another smile pulls on my lips before I utter in a low voice. "Eros, I feel strongly about you, but I don't know how to put my feelings into words." With a sigh, I turn around and face him. "My heart has leaped up to my throat so many times tonight because of you. I'm not sure what that means. I don't know if I can ever even describe it, but you know things about me that my own sister doesn't."

"You don't have to describe it, peaches. I can see it in your eyes." He places his hands on the small of my back and pulls me closer.

I gulp and release a breath. "I'm giving you something here that I've never given anyone else before. Don't consider me weak because of it. Don't ever exploit this and don't toy with me, because I'll rip your heart right out of your chest without batting an eye. Understood?"

"The same goes for you then," he sets forth his conditions. "I don't want you to jerk me around like you've done before. No bullshit. I want you to drop your bitchy act in front of me. Use it on others for all I care, but not me. Don't ever mistake me to be your punching bag either, Athena." He leans down after tucking my wet hair behind my ear to whisper, "I don't care how dangerous you are, sweetheart, but I can be worse if I want to."

My brow quirks in amusement at his words while smirking. "Deal." With a breathtaking kiss, we lock it in and drift into our own little world, but the war that's brewing in the cold air of New York City is yet to violently knock on my door, and when it does, I know it's going to take us all by a storm.

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Took me a while to do this chapter than I anticipated, but yay or nay?

Was the sex scene good or eh?

What do you guys think will happen next?

What war is Athena talking about at the end there? What's going to happen?

Much love ❤️
~Reet