A Wayward Arrow

Chapter Eight: Betrayal

Eros came as usual. The fire that lit up the room would go out and he'd watch her from the doorway for a moment to see what she was up to. She was sitting at the vanity much as she had been the first night. Dressed similarly in fashion, the only major difference was that this wasn't a shy woman who was frightened by what lay in the dark. No, this woman was displaying her body before the mirror. Pressing the silken robes aside so that he could see the play of soft alabaster skin form across swelling breasts to a taught rosy-pink nipple.

She didn't bother to look over her shoulder at him, she didn't have to to know he was moving closer in the dark. The shadow he made in the mirror was more than evident that he drew closer to her form and as he pressed his hand to her shoulder, she would rest her cheek against his hand. Turning slightly to press her lips to his arm and wrist. Turning enough on the pouf, she sat upon to partially face him in the darkness. Whatever had gotten into her, the sultry way her lips laid on his skin as she kissed her way towards his side, was enough to draw him to attention.

"Thank you for letting my sisters come and see me." Psyche spoke against his skin.

"I am glad I could make you happy."

"You said you loved me, right? Well, you've certainly shown that by allowing this to happen and I want to return my gratitude. Please, allow me to return to you the favors you've given me."

"Do as you wish, my beloved Psyche." Eros found himself breathing out against the teasing of her breath.

The moment he gave her his permission, her lips parted and her tongue came forward. Slicking against the head of his cock. The sound of the god sucking in his breath from the pleasure only urged her more. Dragging her tongue around and around before, she finally had her lips wrapped around the bulbous head and was suckling upon it. Eros breathed deeply. Watching through the darkness at the beautiful sight of Psyche with her lips wrapped around him in such a way. Drawing pleasure through his core that had his knees wanting to buckle.

The more it seemed the god was enjoying himself, the more Psyche was getting into it. Her lips parted just a bit more as she pulled more of his shaft between her lips. The feel of her tongue circling him as her head bobbed gently upon his shaft was enough to have the god sigh out as if he were nearly to completion. Every circle of her warm tongue, every suckle of her wet mouth, it was almost too much. She was making him sensitive to every motion she was making.

Eventually, Eros, panting, would reach down to her jaw. Feeling where her mouth worked it's way along his cock. The very notion of which earned her a little taste of the godly juices that, up till this point, had always been buried deeply inside of her womb. She'd moan against him, and he'd gasp at the sensation of her voice. Pulling himself free from her lips with an audible pop from the suction of her jaw. A string of her saliva still connected them for a moment before he was pulling her up off of the pouf and up to her feet.

He'd kiss her then. Unlike that first night, there was no tentativeness or exploration of his lips. Just pure passion that had his mouth hungry in the way they took hers. Devouring her in kind to bring her lips to sway in similar fashion as he edged her up towards the vanity till the back of her thighs were touching the piece of furniture. she wouldn't get much chance to breathe out against the onslaught of his mouth. Only every so often as his tongue retreated into his mouth before returning to start the dance all over again.

He drew forward, pressing his hips against hers as the slick head of his cock slid between her thighs. He wasted little time as his length grinded between her legs. Hands on her hips began to move their way towards her backside, gripping and groping into her skin as he urged her from the back to start to ease her thighs apart. She'd comply and as soon as he had enough room, he was taking his hand between them and working his way to her entrance.