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  “If you don’t stop, I will take you right here,” I gritted my teeth.

  “Mmm,” She moaned as she leaned into my ear, whispering, “You promise, my Poseidon?” She bit my earlobe, tugging it causing me to shut my eyes so that no one saw that my eyes had shifted.

  Her hand on my member began to move slowly but efficiently. I threw my head back as I felt her tongue tracing down my throat, then she made her way to my Adam’s apple. I almost threw her off me with the way she bit my Adam’s apple and began to suck it like it was my member. I felt her free hand in my hair as she gripped my hair and tugged hard. That was it. I sat up and stood up with her wrapping her legs around my waist. I bent over, placing her back on the table as I hovered over her. I ignored the cheers coming from my frat brothers as I zeroed in on Mae.

  “I will devour you on this table, in front of these mortals. Don’t test me!” I lowly threatened her.

  She smiled at me, and I knew that I would never deny her or ever be far from her again.

  “Ooo,” she purred. “Show them all.” She said to me, but her voice began to change, and her eyes turned a different color than the brown they were. They had gold in them.

  “Medusa?”

  “Yes?” She purred again like she was the sex goddess.

  “Don’t ever slap me again,” I said to her as I kissed her again, as she began pulling my body towards her. I pulled away, kissing her quickly one more time and unraveled myself from her, “See you in school on Monday, Mae.” I winked smiling widely at her as I walked away from her leaving her wanting more.

  No one played games with me.

  Chapter 7

  Mae-Lynn

  Memories. They truly were not something I wanted to take over everything and made me re-think who I was. Was I Medusa, or was I Mae? What changed about me? I shuddered, trying to understand why my life decided to just betray me like this. There was no warning or anything. No, instead, I got a whole giant of a man that loved playing games with me, and deep down, I enjoyed them just as much as he did.

  After waking to myself as Medusa, I ran to the bathroom, trying to make sure that no one saw me or rather looked into my eyes. I didn’t want the snake hair, nor did I want to turn anyone into stone. I deserved better this time around; I didn’t want to die, which meant I had to stay as far away from Graer as much as I could. Yet, the issue was that he could beckon me to him because that’s how much my soul yearned for him. He could tell me that he wanted me in more ways than one, and I tried to fight it with my mouth, but every part of me would want him to.

  As soon as I stumbled into an empty bathroom, I got in and locked the door. I kept my back on the door for a moment breathing in and out. I prayed that I didn’t change, I just wanted to be normal again. Didn’t I deserve that? I had to be brave though, just as I was when Perseus killed me and my unborn child. I had to face my worst fears even though deep within me, I knew that what I feared most was never getting the chance to truly be with him. I loved Graer, or rather Poseidon so much that it ached in every part of me, but loving him meant trouble for me. It meant that I was in danger, someone would come and kill me again. I didn’t want to die again. The worst part of death is the silence that follows it.

  There was no afterlife for me. All I got was silence, I didn’t even get to float around like some ghosts do. No, instead everything was at a standstill for me. Graer and I could never be again.

  ****

  Looking in the bathroom mirror, I saw myself. I saw Mae-Lynn. My eyes were the golden-brown that I now knew came from always having Medusa as a part of me, my long black tresses that I always contemplated cutting was straight and not in the shape of snakes. My skin was still the same rich cacao-brown that it had always been. Tears fell from my eyes. Ones that I never gave permission to escape. When I died as Medusa, I could no longer love myself. Every part of my beauty was taken from me. I had no one that called me beautiful, and I ran so far away from the one who dared to try to call me beautiful again. A name I hadn’t so much as thought about calling him today. Ler. My Ler.

  Wait…

  He wasn’t mine anymore. I let him go. Those words I told him, although I could never mean it, I felt like he never properly loved me.

  “I will never want you; you mean nothing to me. I hope you feel as how I’ve felt. You may be a god, but you are my greatest regret, Ler. Leave me alone!”

  I said he was my biggest regret, but he wasn’t. Telling him to leave was my regret. Had he not gone, then Athena, my goddess, would have never turned me into this. She didn’t get it. My heart was in pain, I was hurt because I let the words of a stranger infiltrate my mind. There was a knock on the door that made me quickly wipe my tears away, causing some of my make-up to smear. I stared at myself in the mirror one last time before washing the rest of the makeup off. I was going to make sure to do everything in my power to never lose myself in him again. I don’t want to die.

  Chapter 8

  Graer

  Monday afternoon came by, and I smiled as I walked into the lecture hall, knowing that I was going to be seeing Mae. I felt her presence before I stepped into the hall and I knew she was pissed off at me. I shouldn’t be smiling, but it grew wider as we made eye contact. She drew a breath in as she took me in. She thought that I didn’t know what made her hesitate. She loved it when I put my hair up in a ponytail, giving her much more access to my face. She glared at me, and before she could cause a scene, I snapped my fingers, suspending time. The moment it occurred, she stood from her seat and ran down with determination set on her face. She didn’t notice that she was transforming, calling more of the Medusa that everyone knew. The one that could turn you into stone with just one look at her snakes, but none of it had any effect on me.

  To me, she was much more gorgeous. No one could tell me that.

  “You took my virginity in a dream!” She screamed out at me as she got close to me.

  Why she didn’t yell it out from the beginning was weird to me, but this was her, she always did have her own way of showing her anger. She punched me in my gut, and an oomph sound escaped my mouth. She caught me off guard.

  I cocked an eyebrow at her as I nonchalantly looked down at her. She was a little thing compared to me, and unfortunately, I was not intimidated by her. The fury in her eyes should’ve shriveled my balls, but instead, it made my dick twitch. I bit my bottom lip, watching her as she screamed at me again, aiming to punch me another time, but this time I moved so that she couldn’t do it.

  She moved closer to me, but when she caught a glimpse of one of her snakes from the corner of her eyes, she stopped. She blinked at me taking a step back. I took a step towards her, and she took another back. We did this for a bit, and I grew frustrated.

  “Will you stop?! What’s the matter with you?” My accent became deeper than it needed to be. “Why are you running from me when you were ready to fight me just a second ago?”

  Tears. I never wanted Mae to cry. Not now, not ever, so why was she crying? What did I do? I got ready to apologize, something I never gave to others, but to her, I would apologize until the end of the world. I reached out, not waiting for her to try and run from me again. I cupped her face in my hands wiping her tears.

  She stared up at me with those golden-brown eyes. They were the first thing I noticed this time around. She didn’t lose the color, that’s what made me realize that the memories of her and us as Medusa was still in there with her, even if she had forgotten.

  “You hurt me…”

  I couldn’t get those words out of my head no matter how much I drank or what I did. I never meant to hurt her. She was everything to me! Did she not understand how much I craved her and wanted her more than anything or anyone else in the world? I couldn’t get the hurt in her eyes out of my line of vision. That was the only thing I saw, but then after a minute, I saw something else, Fear. Not of me but something. My brows furrowed,

  “What is it, Mae? What’s wrong? What’s bothering you so much? Yes, I�
�ve hurt you, but this isn’t about that. What is it?” I asked her.

  “This,” she started, pointing at her face. “The way that I look. It isn’t appealing. Being Medusa was the hardest thing for me. No one wanted to bestow their eyes upon me because the snakes turned them into stone, and for the ones who could look me in the eye, they called me hideous. So, why would you not see it either?”

  My eyebrows shot up in surprise. She thought that I didn’t see her beauty.

  “My everything,” I called out to her. “You are the most beautiful thing that I have ever laid my eyes on. You are far from hideous, whether it is your long black hair or the snakes, it doesn’t take away from who you are. I love you just like that.”

  She didn’t have anything to say back to me, but I knew it affected her by the way the snakes transformed back to her hair. The tears had stopped, and it was clear off her face, courtesy of my thumbs. I don’t know how she expected me to ever fall out of love with her. Even if she stayed as Medusa, I would never not love her.

  ****

  I didn’t want to start time again, but if I paused it for too long, it would cause waves over the world.

  “You ready to forgive me now, baby?” I teased, knowing that’s not how Mae worked.

  I could tell that whether she was Medusa or Mae, she didn’t know how to let anything go so fast. I smiled when she innocently looked up at me with a ‘you wish’ expression and a smile, while she lightly shoved me and went back to her seat.

  “No, motherfucker, I don’t. Make it up to me,” she said.

  I chuckled as I snapped my fingers starting time again. All the students couldn’t tell the difference as they went about their business before class started. I walked up, bypassing Mae’s row, and sat in the one right behind her. I telepathically spoke to her.

  I’m sorry, baby.

  I said.

  I saw as she shook her head. I knew she was smiling, she didn’t have to turn around to do so.

  Not this time, Graer. Don’t think I’m okay with you taking my virginity in my dream, asshole.

  She replied.

  I snickered, trying to keep it to a minimum.

  Now, in my defense, I didn’t know you were a virgin, but we can definitely re-enact it. A dream is never the same as the real thing. I want to fuck you, and then you dream about it over and over.

  I admitted openly.

  I hate you. How do I shut this thing off?

  She asked, and I scoffed.

  You know it’s not a freakin phone, right? You can’t ever turn it off unless you kill me, or you die.

  I felt the eye-roll from her as she refused to answer me. I had no choice but to pay attention to the professor now.

  Chapter 9

  Mae-Lynn

  After class, I didn’t bother to look if Graer would follow me out of class because I knew he would. I continued to walk out to the hall, filled with so many students. I wondered if I disappeared in the crowd, would he be able to find me? I didn’t even get a chance to wonder about that as he placed an arm over my shoulder.

  “You can’t escape me ever again, Mae-Lynn,” He lightly chuckled.

  I rolled my eyes as I removed his arm from my shoulder.

  “You’re still not forgiven though, so why is your arm over my shoulder, sir?” I teased.

  I felt his lips on the top of my head, and I couldn’t help but smile. I hated that he knew how to make me forgive him. The bastard.

  “I like it when you call me sir, you think you can do it when I’ve got you up against the wall later on tonight?” He asked.

  A couple people passing by us did a double-take. Usually as Mae, I hated attention, especially this kind, but ever since I remembered who the fuck I was, I didn’t care. I’m fucking Medusa, and there was nothing to be shy or quiet about. I was who I was.

  I threw my head back and laughed as we turned the corner.

  “Listen here, Graer, you’ll never get in this pussy again, you hear me? You were better off in my dreams, god of the sea.” I winked at him as I moved out of his warmth and walked ahead of him.

  Today, I don’t know why I did it, but now I did. The fact that I wore a black short-sleeved dress that stopped right below my ass, I knew that if I overdid it, Graer could see more than enough. Even though there were people around, I heard him groan.

  “Fuckin’ tease,” He retorted, and I smiled at that, thinking I had won.

  The smile was clearly a little premature. I felt Graer’s hand on the small of my back, and before I could say anything, he was moving us in the opposite direction of my next class.

  “Where are you taking me, your highness?” I teased, not caring about where we were going. All I know is that I wanted the punishment that was brewing.

  I never forgot any of his punishment. Every single one of them was implanted in my recovered memories, and I remember how much I loved each of them. Once we walked out into the open, it didn’t take long to realize that Graer was going to do something crazy. I smiled wickedly as Graer snapped his fingers and we ended up in what I assumed to be his house. I wanted to explore every part of this grand home of his, but instead, he slammed my body into the nearest wall. I moaned, loving the roughness of the impact. It traveled through my entire body and made me feel like my old self. This body of mine had never felt Graer’s punishments before, and I was glad I wore this dress to tease him.

  He lifted the dress, not saying a word, but his breathing was all of the drugs that I needed to inhale, as I felt his hand slam down on my ass. I threw my head back landing on his chest as he squeezed hard.

  “You want to fucking play with me, huh Medusa? You forget that I love to punish you a bit more than I like to fuck you. You want this punishment, baby?” He bit my neck roughly, and I yelped.

  “Yes,” I screamed out.

  Graer took my word for it as he slapped my ass one more time, this time harder. He didn’t stop there as his other hand came around, slipping through my panties and straight to the fire between my legs. I mean it made sense. He was water, so only he could put out the fire that he ignited in me. His teeth grazed the skin over my neck, and it felt like he was making it worse. The fire was burning me from within.

  This was the best punishment I had ever endured from Graer as he played with my pussy while he spanked me. It was pleasure and oh, sweet, sweet unavoidable pain. I couldn’t think straight as my whole world seemed to have tipped its axis. I tried to find something to hold on to as Graer pulled an orgasm from me that took my every breath and transformed me into Medusa.

  “I’ve never fucked you as Medusa, now have I? I think I have to make up for it, don’t you think so?” He asked.

  Before I could ask, Graer transported us to a dimly lit room, and as I attempted to turn over and look around, another slam of Graer’s hand hit my ass cheek. Because I wasn’t ready, I yelped as if wounded. Graer groaned. He craved the idea of me not enjoying my punishment and at the same time, wanting him to do it more. I wanted more punishment, but I didn’t care for it as my mouth opened.

  “Fuck me, Graer. If you don’t do it, I swear!” I was cut off.

  Graer slipped my panties to the side as he slammed through me. I breathed through my gritted teeth at how intense this was. How much he filled me, and before I even had the chance to get used to him being inside of me, he began slamming into me. I felt him as he added some of his weight over my body, with his hand holding me down while the other repositioned my leg to a bent knee ninety-degree angle.

  “You want to suffer, Medusa?” He asked me, his voice hoarser than before.

  “Yes,” I moaned.

  There was nothing that he could do that would take away from this moment, and that was the biggest mistake that Athena made. She assumed that making me ugly stopped me from coming back to this monster I called my man, but really, all it did was make me his equal. Instead of only taking my punishment, I decided to also participate in it. I wiggled my back, Graer removed his member and stopped for a sec
ond. I sat up on all fours, and the moment he slipped back inside, I gave as good as I got.

  Maybe I fucked up, or maybe I didn’t, but neither of us would know as I threw my head back. I saw the snakes for hair as the room transformed again. Graer and I were on the ocean, not in it, but he took hold of my neck as he dipped my entire head under the water. I couldn’t breathe, water entered my lungs, but he continued to fuck me. After a second, I decided to let go and put all my trust in Graer. The moment I did that, I was breathing underwater and the experience was out of this world. I didn’t know how I got the opportunity to do this, but I was so glad for it. We sunk underwater now, and he continued to fuck me as if this wasn’t a dilemma. We were somewhere that I now knew to be Graer’s kingdom.

  I wanted to concentrate, but Graer pulled me back into this moment as we ended back up in his room, and I came harshly. I couldn’t form a comprehensive sentence, and I was so out of it, not knowing when Graer came either. I smiled though, because my teasing worked.

  Chapter 10

  Graer

  As I laid here with Mae in my arms, I thought about a lot. The things that we went through that we didn’t have to, all because of my stubbornness. I could admit that I should’ve trusted Medusa. I shouldn’t have come to her with anger, but I should’ve thought about who told her that I didn’t love her.

  There were many things that I didn’t love in life, but she wasn’t one of them. I’ve lived a long time, and when I found her, I thought it was all complete until she was taken from me because I was acting like I was too good. Just because I was a fucking god, I acted entitled. I mean, in my defense, I am entitled. I’m the fucking god of the sea, but to her, I was nothing but her damn man. The only one who loved her despite it all. Yet I had fucked up.

  “I fucked up,” I said in the darkroom.

  Mae sighed,

  “About what?” She asked.

  “Us,” I admitted. Before she could think I was saying something negative, I rushed to explain. “I fucked up when I argued with you, fucked you, and walked out, not coming back to check on you. I should’ve never left. I should’ve let you explain shit to me,” I admitted.