Page 51 of Eris

"Hermes Athanatos Diaktoros, I summon you," Eris called out in the ancient tongue of the immortals, the power of her voice setting the walls of her villa shaking. Eris wiped the blood off Enzo's face with the skirt of her dress, her tears falling on him.

A golden line of light appeared before a door opened, and Hermes stepped through it.

"What is it with you goddesses breaking your mortals all the time?" he said.

"I didn't break him. The ancient spirit of Athena broke him, and the Fateslefthim like this."

Hermes stepped closer, wariness in his golden eyes. "You are going to need to let him go so I can take a look at him. If it's resurrection we are going to need, then I will have to take him to Thoth."

Eris's fingers slowly unclenched, and she laid Enzo down on marble floors. She edged back and started to cry again. She had lifetimes of tears she had refused to let herself shed, and now it was pouring out of her as her whole being cracked open.

Hermes crouched down by Enzo and lifted his eyelids. He waved his hand, and the blood all over Enzo's skin vanished. He placed his fingers on a place on Enzo's neck and put his ear to his chest.

"Eris? Who put you up to this?" Hermes asked.

"What are you talking about?" she sniffed.

"Did you use an ancient summoning just to fuck with me?" he demanded. "He's not dead, Eris. He's knocked out."

"No. No, he was dead. I am sure of it. There was a ghost inside the palladium, and she touched him…and then the Fates were there, and they asked me if I would keep my curse to keep him alive, and I said yes! But then they removed my curse, and he was still not moving!" Eris said and scrambled back over to Enzo.

Hermes frowned and pointed to Enzo's chest. "Put your head there." Eris laid her head down, and a deep thump echoed under her ear. "You hear that, goddess? That's a fucking heartbeat. He's fine. He's just sleeping off whatever magic has been riding him. Tell me again what happened, slower this time."

Eris sat up and cradled Enzo's head in her lap. She told Hermes everything, including how much she loved the man in her arms whom she thought she had lost forever.

"So her memories were trapped all this time," Hermes said once Eris was finished. He rubbed his beard. "I wonder how she's going to be feeling with all of that now unleashed on her. And you. You are finally free, huh?"

Eris nodded. "Yes. The curse is gone. I think I'll celebrate it more once I know Enzo is okay."

"He is okay, Eris. He's just wrecked from having an ancient goddess messing with his head," Hermes said and rested a hand on her shoulder. "You are going to be okay too."

Enzo stirred in her lap, and his eyes blinked open. "Eris? Where are we?"

"We are in Elysium. I did tell you that I would bring you here myself," she said, swallowing back her tears.

Enzo's eyes widened. "Did I die?"

"No, my love, you didn't die," she whispered as she leaned down to kiss him. "We both finally get to live."

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Two days later, Eris woke Enzo in her favorite way.

His body writhed against the sheets as she flicked the underside of his dick with her tongue.

"Fuck me, Eris, or I'm going to blow," he groaned.

Eris gave his crown a hard, wicked suck before moving her mouth from him and making him swear.

"Poor little mortal, all frustrated and helpless," she purred and guided him inside of her. She stroked her nails down through his chest hair, shifting her hips until he filled her to her limit. Her heart fluttered in her chest as she looked down at him. "My perfect, perfect Enzo."

Enzo only slapped her on the ass. "Get moving, or I'm taking over."

Eris twisted his nipple in retaliation, making him suck in a breath. "Threaten me at your peril," she said and then fucked him until they were both senseless. It had been the same every day since he had awoken.

Eris had believed she had lost him, and she was doing everything she could to remind herself that they had both survived the Fates' twisted plans to undo the final damage thatthe Trojan War had caused. Wherever Athena was, Eris felt sorry for whatever the Fates had twisted her up in.

"I can't feel my legs," Enzo said, staring up at the ceiling with unseeing eyes. "I'm sure you killed me that time."

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