Page 58 of Damaged Gods


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The sultry looks, the flashing eyes, and the outpouring of lust that he directs straight at me.

His touch alone burned, and unlike my reaction to his brother, I am shy around him. Almost as if one touch would incinerate my soul. Apollo was sexy as hell, but his brother could be the god of lustful intention. He would strip away a girl’s defenses and own her heart before he drew breath. He is more guarded than Apollo, secretive even, and I don’t have a clue what is running through his mind right now.

I stare at the food and try to process what is happening to me and then say weakly, “Why are we going to your home?”

“Because I was heading there, and it’s on the way.”

“How long is our stopover?” I am trying to make light of this situation, but inside I’m burning with curiosity. I ask tentatively, “Will Apollo be there?”

He appears angry for some reason and snaps, “Yes.”

I say nothing because my question obviously irritated him and as I eat the food, I wonder what this will mean for me.

Once again, he is brooding and so I keep quiet; it’s probably for the best and when we finish the meal, I say quickly, “I need to use the restroom. I won’t be long.”

He watches me go through predatory eyes, and it’s as if a black panther is stalking me as I walk away.

I feel his interest. I can almost touch his lust and I caress the mounting interest in me as I figure out what to do about it. As I reach the restroom, Chloe comes out with an irritated sigh, and I smile apologetically as I pass.

As I make to go in, she says in a harsh whisper, “Did you know Apollo left you waiting while he fucked me in the bedroom on the flight over?”

My heart drops, but she is just confirming what I had guessed already.

She carries on. “Adonis too. While his companion sat waiting, we fucked. She knew nothing, and neither did you, so if you think this will go anywhere with either of them, think again. The only constant in their lives is me.”

I turn and act as I couldn’t give a fuck.

“If that’s what you like, fill your boots, honey. I heard you fuck their dad, too. Whatever makes you feel good, I suppose.”

She shrugs, “Why not? I’m single and so are they. The more the merrier.”

I smile, which surprises her, and say carefully, “Listen. I’m just a passenger on this flight, nothing else. I’m sorry I interrupted your usual arrangement with Adonis, but that has nothing to do with me.”

Her face relaxes a little and she whispers, “Those men are damaged gods. They take what they need because they haven’t got what they want.”

“What do they want?”

I’m interested and she sighs.

“Apollo wants Phoebe, and Adonis wants to feel.”

I say nothing and she surprises me by leaning against the wall and tears fill her eyes. “Their father is the same. Dimitri Constantine lost his wife and has never recovered. Like his sons, he uses women for sexual gratification but keeps his heart somewhere else. Apollo also placed his heart on hold when Phoebe disappeared. Adonis watched them fall and decided it’s not for him. They use and walk away, which is why I do it. I hope that in some small way, they at least hold some affection for me. The one constant in their lives, someone to rely on.”

“You love them?”

I note the tremble to her lips and the mist in her eyes, and she smiles ruefully.

“Now you know how sad I am. I snatch moments of pleasure in the hope of more. My heart aches for them and I do what I can to chip away at their hearts.”

“But all three of them.” I shake my head and then whisper, “I should be disgusted with you, but part of me envies you.”

She laughs out loud. “You should try it. Sometimes it’s been all three of them at once.”

My eyes widen in disbelief, and she shrugs. “Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. As I said, they are damaged gods and I’m the victim of that. They have ruined me forever and don’t even realize it.”

For a moment, I stare at her with a thousand thoughts running through my head and then I smile and say sincerely, “Thanks for telling me. I will never be able to look them in the eye again.”

She laughs out loud and as I head into the restroom, I have a dull ache between my legs. Three men at once. Three gods at that. Chloe is a fucking lucky bitch and no wonder she was pissed.

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