1. The Wrath of Gaia pt 5


    Date: 6/29/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Coercion, Male/Female, Non-Erotic, Reluctance, Romance, Author: AthoughtfulJ, Rating: 91.1, Source: sexstories.com

    Phtonus's words scared Cat to her core. Although Phtonus was the god of jealousy, he was not one to speak without good reason, and his words held a lot of power amongst the gods, so what did he mean that this boy would kill her? She looked back down at Justin as he rested peacefully and couldn't help but notice the fact that, even for a human, he looked quite handsome. He wasn't an overpowering presence like that of Zeus or Apollo, but when his presence was felt, it made everything around him feel more warm. So why? Why would Justin kill her? The more that Cat thought about this, the more she started to worry about it, soon enough her hand was slowly drifting towards the knife separating the two. The sudden cold touch of her fingers touching the steel blade sent a shiver down her spine as she realized that she was truly thinking about killing him. Her fingers closed around the hilt as she scooted closer to the still body of Justin, watching his movement carefully. Her eyes drifted from his peaceful face down his left arm, stopping at the sign of Gaia, which had retreated back down his arm after finishing the healing process. She knew from watching that she would never get another chance to kill him like this, so if she truly wanted to protect herself, now was the chance. She had used a blade before during hunting, she had even gutted quite a few animals in her time, so this would be no different. So why were her hands shaking? She looked down and saw that she could barely ...
    keep the blade straight, she didn't want to kill him. He had been kind to her when no one was on his side. When the gods themselves were ready to smite him down, he still showed no signs of hatred. He even protected her.......The thought hit her hard as she remembered the fight minutes ago. Even while his life was being threatened, he had refused to ask for her help and he had even tried to protect her. She threw the knife away from her quickly, knowing she could no longer bring herself to kill him, he had hit her in a place she'd never felt pain before, and she had to keep him alive to one day repay the favor. The sounds of the steel blade connecting with the concrete floor before sliding into the wall made a scratching sound louder than Cat had anticipated. The sharp sounds succeeded in bringing me out of my coma-like state enough to open my eyes. My eyesight was still blurry and I had a massive headache but, to my surprise, my body otherwise felt normal. I felt nothing like when I fell asleep, but what happened? Why do I feel so fine when I should be dead. I felt like I was going to die when I passed out, yet I am starting to sit up in the same cell I passed out in. As my eyes finally started to adjust, I panned across the room before settling my sights on to Cat, who sat mere feet away from me with a slight blush coming across her face as she turned away from me. I didn't quite understand why that happened, but I shrugged it off to focus on a more important question. "Why do ...
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