Chapter 16

Warning: Sexual chapter. Also, I suck at this kind of thing, so bear with me.

It was as if the heavens loved me so much today. Minutes ago, I was thinking about recreating what happened in his room and now; he was asking me to kiss him as a way of showing him how sorry I was. Could it get any better?

"Will you do it or-"

Before he could complete his sentence, I closed the distance between us by pulling him close to me with his shirt. The way he kissed me differed from the first time, and I was certain it was the same for me. Mavros kissed me like a deprived man who lived off of my kiss. It made my heart swell with joy. Our tongues circled against each other, deepening the kiss until it became primal.

I buried my hands in his silky and thick hair, completely lost in the moment. My body burned from his touch, but in a good way. I ran my hands over his back, loving the feel of his tense muscles underneath my fingers. He pulled away from the hungry kiss and planted fervent kisses on my neck, sucking at my skin, too.

I trailed my hands down his shirt until I got to the hem. "Shirt," I got out between kisses, holding his head to my neck.

"Let's take this somewhere more private." He suggested.

"Sounds good."

I relaxed when the scent of sandalwood filled my nostrils. We were in his room. Mavros took off his shirt and tossed it to who knows where. The sight of his bare abdominal and arm muscles caused a throbbing between my legs. When he caught me staring, he grinned.

"You like?"

I scoffed. "I've seen better."

Wickedness glinted in his eyes and when I tell you my nipples hardened, it's no lie. He leaned forward and stripped me out of my shirt, leaving me bare in front of him. I felt self-conscious when he stared at my breast and then looked up at me.

A wave of self-consciousness washed over me. "Is something wrong?"

There was a ravenous look in his eyes. "Absolutely not." He pecked my lips. "You're perfect." Without warning, he claimed a nipple in his mouth.

"Fuck." I gasped, arching my back until I felt my head touch the headboard. He sucked, played with, and swirled his tongue around my nipple in a way that drove me to the edge. To make things hotter for me, he slipped a hand into my pants and parted my pussy, driving me insane. He shoved a finger and then two into me, stretching me out, while he kissed me all over like some sort of insane torture. A torture I enjoyed. He continued this way until I was breathless, panting, and grinding against his fingers.

"V?" he rubbed his fingers against me.

I released my lower lip from my teeth, letting out a moan. "Yeah?"

"Do you want to do this?"

I nodded.

He smirked lazily. "I need words, darling."

"Yes."

"It has been settled." He pulled my shorts alongside my underwear and tossed it like he did his shirt, completely exposing me to him. He kicked off his shoes, undid his belt, and inclined his head in the direction of the bedside table. "Condom," he said.

I reached for the nightstand and brought out a condom. He pulled off his trouser and underwear, revealing the monstrosity that would take my virginity. I stilled.

"You're scared, aren't you?" he teased, slipping on the condom.

"You're going to get stuck in me."

He smiled. "We'll see."

When he was ready, I got on my knees. "If we're going to do this, I'll be on top and control this."

"I love being dominated." I watched him get on his back with his penis erect, awaiting me. "Be my guest."

I straddled him with my thighs, feeling boldness come over me. When I saw how his firm friend lay against his stomach, I contemplated doing what I desperately wanted. What if he got stuck inside of me?

"Relax, Val."

"I am relaxed." I wrapped my hand around his length and lifted myself slightly until he was completely underneath me. My pussy throbbed when his penis came into contact with my entrance. It was like putting a darn stick into a needle hole.

"Take it easy." He rubbed my thighs. "I don't want you to hurt yourself."

Might as well get this over with.

In one go, I took him in, lips between teeth, to stop myself from crying out in pain. He was completely inside of me.

"Fuck," My eyes were wide. "I can feel you."

"Me too. You're tight." He held my waist. "Now, do you want to do it or should I do it?"

"I'll do it."

"Alright then." He leaned back and watched me go up and down slowly.

It was a bit painful to have something so big inside of me. Gradually, my pace quickened and my breasts bounced up and down at the action. For minutes we went at it, changing position and at one point, I let him dominate me. It was fire. I whispered his name and even screamed it out. By the end of it all, I was exhausted and too bothered to cover myself up, so I ended up lying beside Mavros naked and with a sense of happiness and completion.

<<<>>> day 3

"You're messing up her head!" someone shouted. A person I recognized as Aspro was the shouter.

"I did nothing wrong." Mavros. "I am not doing anything wrong, so please stop talking as though I committed a crime. It's pissing me off."

"You did nothing wrong?" A scoff. "Oh, please. That woman loves you. She has fallen in love with you and you know it."

"I don't see how that's bad."

"Fucking piece of shit."

I heard someone crash into the wall and my instincts kicked in. I jumped out of bed, grabbed a robe from the closet and tied it around myself before leaving the room. To my dismay, Aspro had punched his brother, sending him to the wall and breaking the flower vase that was there.

"What the hell is going on here?" I had both hands on my waist like a mother would when scolding her kids. I'd seen Melody's mother do it. I added when they didn't respond, "Well?"

"Why did you come out of his room?" Aspro inquired, scanning me from head to foot. "And why are you in a robe?" When realization dawned on him, he faced his brother. "You had sex with her?"

"I'm right here, you know."

"And she enjoyed every second of it."

"Mavros." I snapped. "No one needs to know that."

Aspro broke in front of me. I saw it in his eyes. "Wow." He breathed, "I didn't know it was this serious."

"Aspro, can we talk about this?"

He looked at me like I had killed someone dear to him. "What for? It's not like I'm needed here, anyway." He continued, "You've made it clear. You've shown me you want my brother despite everything that happened."

"Get out of here already." Mavros spoke through gritted teeth. "I don't want to do something rash."

Aspro ignored him. "Let me ask you a question,"

I hugged myself. "Go ahead."

"Do you love him?"

I thought about it. In all honesty, I felt something for Mavros, but I wouldn't call it love just yet. I liked him even though I did not know why. I'd heard some people say if you love them without a reason, then you really love them. In my case, I liked Mavros and I didn't know why. He made me happy, confused, made me upset sometimes, and he made me feel safe despite the reputation he had for being a god of destruction. When I was with him, I always saw a different side. A side I didn't know existed two years ago. Maybe I loved him.

"I guess... yeah?"

He nodded, fists clenched at his sides. "What about you, Mavros? How do you feel about Valeria? Do you love her?"

Mavros rolled his eyes. "I don't see how asking me such a question will help. Just get out of here already."

Aspro's voice rose. "Answer the damn question!"

"Make me."

Why was he hesitant to answer his brother's question? He'd heard me, had he not? I admitted to being in love with him, so why was it so hard for him to just say it. Be it a yes or a no. I needed to know.

"You don't love her." Aspro accused. "You're playing her. That's what you do best."

Hold on a damn second.

"No, I am not." Mavros looked in my direction. "Val, don't listen to him. He's just upset and hurt."

"Tell her the truth, Mavros. Tell her why you've been spending time with her."

Although I was confused, I knew there was a truth and also a lie somewhere in this complicated web.

"Mavros," He turned to me. "What is he talking about? Is there something I don't know of?"

"Val, darling," he came close to me. "Just go inside and I'll come explain things to you. I'm doing all this for your own good."

"No." I stated, "I will not go in there until you explain things to me. What is going on?"

"It is obvious you love my brother," Aspro began, "but he doesn't feel the same way about you. Everything that happened was just a game to him. A plan to keep you from falling in love with me. My brother came here to confuse you."

My voice came out smaller than I had intended. "Is that true?"

"No," he held my hand. "I promise you, it's not true. Don't listen to him."

"Quit it, Mavros. If you loved her, you both would have been summoned by the council by now."

"A long time ago, my brother fell in love with a mortal who was called Zariya. When the council found out, they summoned Zariya. They reprimanded her for falling in love with a god and, as punishment, they split her up."

"Why hasn't the council summoned me if Aspro is in love with me? You said they summoned Zariya."

"It's because you haven't reciprocated his love for you. The second you fall head first, they'll summon you. I'm here to stop that from happening."

I felt as if a bucket of cold reality was dumped on me. I had been stupid. Naive even. What was I thinking? How did I not see it sooner? Everything had been laid out in front of me, but I failed to see it. I was a fool.

"Val?" I flinched when his hand came in contact with my skin.

"Don't touch me." I moved in my room's direction, "Don't touch me."

I just didn't get it. So, all this time, I was the only one who felt something. All he did was play me like a fool and pretend to care. He had pretended and I fell for it, taking nothing into consideration. Why did I even assume he cared? What made me so stupid? I wasn't like this. I wasn't one to make such a mistake. What was wrong with me?

"Valeria." Aspro.

"Please let me be alone." I had stopped but did not spare him a glance. "I want to be alone."

I went into my room, showered, got dressed, and headed downstairs. This wasn't a time to feel pity for myself. I had far more important things to do. As I headed to the door, I heard Mavros call me. I ignored him.

"Val, please." He came to stand in front of the door, blocking my path. "Let's talk. I have to clear things up."

I looked him dead in the eye. "There's nothing to talk about."

"You don't understand,"

"I don't fucking care." I snapped. "I don't want to understand anything. Step out of my way, please."

"My brother is making me look like the bad guy here and you're letting him. Can't you see that he's just trying to get in between us?"

"There is no us." I reminded, "There has never and will never be an us. You lied to me. You made a fool out of me and I let you. I'm sorry, Mavros, but I cannot let you get in my head again."

I went around him and left the palace. How dare he say his brother was trying to make him look like the bad guy? He was the bad guy. Always had been. Aspro just opened my eyes to what I failed to see.

"Hey, hey," Drake called, jogging his way over to me. "Are you alright?"

Tears pooled in my eyes. "No?"

His visage softened. "Would you like to talk about it?"

I nodded.

"Come on," he led me to an enormous oak tree where he usually relaxed. "Tell me everything."