The Beta's Regret (Eden and Eros) novel Chapter 208

(Eden’s Pov)

I was naked, and a man was right behind me.

I woke up with a start, and I immediately became conscious of his hands draped around me. I screamed and turned quickly, ready to throw a punch at the pervert.

I was surprised when Eros caught my hands midway; his eyes shone with amusement.

“Hey…it's me.” He said.

I tipped my head backwards and frowned. “Eros?”

He smiled and said softly, “Eden. Good Morning Love.

He drawled. He placed his head against his palm, his elbows propped on the bed, as he faced me with a smothering smile.

He had only his underwear draped around his waist. His muscles bulged with every movement he made, I swooned slightly. I could never get over how good-looking Eros was. The moon goddess definitely took her time to craft a god.

But I never knew he was here, before now.

“How?” I gave him a full look. “I mean, when did you get here?”

Eros arched a brow in surprise. “Seriously? We were together last night.”

I gasped. “I thought I was dreaming.”

Eros narrowed his gaze on me. “I don't know if I'm supposed to feel offended or flattered.”

My face grew warm.

“I was asleep, and I wasn't expecting you to show up.” I blushed harder as I remembered the details from last night. It was too vivid to have been just a dream.

“I know.” He sighed.

I placed my hands on his face and searched him thoroughly. “Is this really you, Eros?”

“It is. I'm sorry I've been away for too long.” He whispered.

“Why?” My voice broke.

My heart squeezed as I thought about how he left me for Susie. “Where have you been? Why did you leave me?”

I hit him lightly on the chest, there was no way I could stop the tears that flowed next; it was impossible.

“Why are you here, Eros?" I cried out.

Eros grabbed my hands and stopped me from hitting him. He pulled me in and hugged me fiercely, and no matter how I struggled, he didn't budge. His arms engulfed me in his warmth, his body hard against mine.

And slowly, my anger and sadness morphed into desire.

Eros stroked my back.

His hands ran along my spine and he made me calm.

It worked. In a few seconds, all I could do was cry helplessly against his shoulders, then he pulled me back and kissed me.

At first, I hesitated. I sniffed and tried to pull back, but he held me in place. He cupped his hands on my jaw.

I pressed my lips together.

Even though my body was on fire, even though I could barely keep my legs closed without begging Eros to take me to the edge, I resisted.

When Eros saw that I wasn't going to give up soon, he bit my lower lip.

I gasped, pain and pleasure mixed together. This allowed Eros to gain full access as he plunged his tongue in, finding mine. It was a hide-and-seek chase.

I shied away from him.

Eros still refused to back down and pressed me against him.

Finally I surrendered, and I allowed him to explore my body with his hands.