school. She was not a goddess. Perhaps she
had drunk too many whiskies last night. Perhaps she was going mad. Maybe they’d
drugged her …
“I can see you
do not believe me,” Artemis said in her haunting voice. “But you will. In time.”
Chloe shook her
head. She would never believe any of this. “Zeus could not be my father. This
is all absurd. I’m going home.”
Artemis smiled
as if Chloe’s answer was the best news she had ever heard. “I will see you
again, our Chloe.”
Chloe gasped and
stepped back and fell when the woman disappeared before her eyes. She had not
just seen that. Cian walked over and bent to help her up. Chloe slapped his
hand away and stood. “Get the hell away from me. Don’t come near me.”
She started to walk back the way they’d come and refused to turn and
see if Cian followed. Didn’t want to see him or that strange woman ever again.
Tears welled in her eyes. It was all too absurd to believe and she wouldn’t.
Not ever.
Later that
evening Chloe sat on the settee in the cottage’s lounge and read the book on
mythology from cover to cover. So many gods with bizarre names and fables. And
yet the unease and itching sensation in her mind would not abate. Somewhere
deep inside she knew every one of them, their flaws and abilities, their
fickleness. Zeus could not be her father. He was the father of the gods and men
and lord of Olympus. He could never be Chloe Smith’s dad.
A hysterical
laugh bubbled up inside. Why was she even looking them up? What she should be
doing is getting the hell out of this strange town. Away from the weird women
who walk the woods and disappear and the strange druid laird who she ached for
with every passing moment.
Chloe pushed away the prick of guilt she felt at his disappointed
and hurt face when she spoke to him last. But what did he expect. Daughter of a
god with a druid boyfriend was a lot to take in on one day. And so the thoughts
and inner turmoil continued until she fell asleep, book on lap and the lounge
her bed.
The hard lines
of a masculine body warmed along her back and legs. Chloe undulated and
welcomed the muscled arms that clasped her waist. She moaned into her pillow when
the clean scent of soap assailed her senses. Cian ran his hand across her
quivering stomach then ventured toward her heated core.
His ragged
breaths tickled her neck and Chloe looked at him over her shoulder. His eyes,
shadowed by the longest eyelashes she’d ever seen, looked down at her with
unbound desire.
“I want you.”
She pulled him
into a kiss. The glide of Cian’s mouth over hers sent her senses reeling. His
fingers delved between her wet aching folds and he fucked her with his hand. Chloe
broke the kiss on a gasp. His manhood pressed firm between her arse cheeks made
her all the hotter. Needier for him.
She pulled his
hand from her slick heat and pushed Cian back. Turned over and straddled his
hips. His shaft, fully erect sat against his stomach. She licked her lips, his
sex like the sweetest candy she wanted to lick and savor. Cian moaned when her
fingers circled his thick shaft and stroked downwards.
He was large.
Larger than she’d ever had and an excitement bubbled up inside her. Not usually
one for foreplay, she had already changed her mind because of his teasing. She
wanted to prolong this time, wring every ounce of pleasure she could.
Chloe wiggled
down his legs and licked the end of Cian’s cock. He shuddered beneath her and
she clasped his tightly beaded balls in her hand. The salty tang of him was the
sweetest she’d ever known. Cian’s hands clasped her hair and Chloe took him
deep into her mouth.
She sighed as he
writhed and moaned beneath her, his hands stroking her hair in unvoiced
pleading. She sat up and smiled then crawled up his body and took his lips.
Eagerly he kissed his essence from her mouth. She rubbed herself against his
member and moaned when it slipped to run along her wet folds.
“I love you, Chloe,”
Cian
had drunk too many whiskies last night. Perhaps she was going mad. Maybe they’d
drugged her …
“I can see you
do not believe me,” Artemis said in her haunting voice. “But you will. In time.”
Chloe shook her
head. She would never believe any of this. “Zeus could not be my father. This
is all absurd. I’m going home.”
Artemis smiled
as if Chloe’s answer was the best news she had ever heard. “I will see you
again, our Chloe.”
Chloe gasped and
stepped back and fell when the woman disappeared before her eyes. She had not
just seen that. Cian walked over and bent to help her up. Chloe slapped his
hand away and stood. “Get the hell away from me. Don’t come near me.”
She started to walk back the way they’d come and refused to turn and
see if Cian followed. Didn’t want to see him or that strange woman ever again.
Tears welled in her eyes. It was all too absurd to believe and she wouldn’t.
Not ever.
Later that
evening Chloe sat on the settee in the cottage’s lounge and read the book on
mythology from cover to cover. So many gods with bizarre names and fables. And
yet the unease and itching sensation in her mind would not abate. Somewhere
deep inside she knew every one of them, their flaws and abilities, their
fickleness. Zeus could not be her father. He was the father of the gods and men
and lord of Olympus. He could never be Chloe Smith’s dad.
A hysterical
laugh bubbled up inside. Why was she even looking them up? What she should be
doing is getting the hell out of this strange town. Away from the weird women
who walk the woods and disappear and the strange druid laird who she ached for
with every passing moment.
Chloe pushed away the prick of guilt she felt at his disappointed
and hurt face when she spoke to him last. But what did he expect. Daughter of a
god with a druid boyfriend was a lot to take in on one day. And so the thoughts
and inner turmoil continued until she fell asleep, book on lap and the lounge
her bed.
The hard lines
of a masculine body warmed along her back and legs. Chloe undulated and
welcomed the muscled arms that clasped her waist. She moaned into her pillow when
the clean scent of soap assailed her senses. Cian ran his hand across her
quivering stomach then ventured toward her heated core.
His ragged
breaths tickled her neck and Chloe looked at him over her shoulder. His eyes,
shadowed by the longest eyelashes she’d ever seen, looked down at her with
unbound desire.
“I want you.”
She pulled him
into a kiss. The glide of Cian’s mouth over hers sent her senses reeling. His
fingers delved between her wet aching folds and he fucked her with his hand. Chloe
broke the kiss on a gasp. His manhood pressed firm between her arse cheeks made
her all the hotter. Needier for him.
She pulled his
hand from her slick heat and pushed Cian back. Turned over and straddled his
hips. His shaft, fully erect sat against his stomach. She licked her lips, his
sex like the sweetest candy she wanted to lick and savor. Cian moaned when her
fingers circled his thick shaft and stroked downwards.
He was large.
Larger than she’d ever had and an excitement bubbled up inside her. Not usually
one for foreplay, she had already changed her mind because of his teasing. She
wanted to prolong this time, wring every ounce of pleasure she could.
Chloe wiggled
down his legs and licked the end of Cian’s cock. He shuddered beneath her and
she clasped his tightly beaded balls in her hand. The salty tang of him was the
sweetest she’d ever known. Cian’s hands clasped her hair and Chloe took him
deep into her mouth.
She sighed as he
writhed and moaned beneath her, his hands stroking her hair in unvoiced
pleading. She sat up and smiled then crawled up his body and took his lips.
Eagerly he kissed his essence from her mouth. She rubbed herself against his
member and moaned when it slipped to run along her wet folds.
“I love you, Chloe,”
Cian
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