Releasing The Gods (The Titan's Saga #1)- Leia Stone Page 0,42
orgy, Cronus,” one of them snapped. “Your timing, as always, is the worst.”
I wanted to roll my eyes. The world was ending and he was worried about an orgy? Probably his fifth this week. I wasn’t that far away from Cronus; the bond was keeping us reasonably close, but apparently no one had noticed me until right that minute.
Two sets of dark eyes locked on me.
The brothers were similar looking, with dark hair slicked back off their handsome faces, dark skin, ripped bodies, and bucketloads of sex appeal. The one closest to me raked his gaze across my body. “And who do we have here?” he asked, his hand lifting toward me.
Cronus stood between us. “My human. Don’t touch her, Koios.”
Ah, so now I knew which one was Koios. He was slightly prettier, finer-boned than his brother, but definitely masculine as hell. He was also the one complaining about his orgy. #ManWhore
Cronus moved out of the way and I found the eyes on me were more curious, assessing me, trying to figure out why the powerful, scary Titan was protecting me.
“We have a life debt between us,” I explained. “There’s nothing special about me. No need to try and figure me out. I’ve got nothing to figure out.”
#OpenBook #NothingToSeeHere
This time, Crius was the one to step forward; his smile was far less predatory than his brother’s. “We’ll be the judge of that,” he said softly, starting to circle me. Cronus, at this point, looked resigned, but I noticed he was pressed to my right side, not giving an inch when Crius tried to step closer.
I was too tired and sick for this shit. “Can we fucking focus,” I snapped. “Right now the sins are out there slowly killing the world. We don’t have time for...” I waved my hands. “Whatever this is.”
Crius and Koios both jerked to a stop; their eyes blazed with dark light as they turned to Cronus. “The sins?” they said together, softly.
“They’re free,” Cronus confirmed. “All nine of them.”
The brothers cursed and then started to pull weapons from behind their backs. Each held a heavy sickle in one hand and a dagger in the other.
“Has Sickness manifested?” one of the brothers asked.
Cronus nodded. “Rhea has awoken and is handling him.”
“Strife and Turmoil will be next. Do we have the box?” the other brother asked.
Cronus cleared his throat and pointed to me. “She is the box. For now. I’m going to wake Hyperion. He’ll know what to do.”
Crius and Koios nodded, “You always favored Hyperion,” Crius said with a bit of a smirk.
Cronus shrugged. “He’s the only sane one out of you all.”
The two brothers shared a look that said that maybe they thought Cronus was the insane one, but they wisely kept it to themselves. “Good to be back. Once we catch Strife and Turmoil, I’ll find a nice human to bed.”
“Ugh.” I was feeling nauseous again and his talk of sex was grossing me out for some reason.
Koios stepped closer, eyes alight. “Please tell me you’re a virgin.”
“Fuck off,” I shouted. I hated manwhores, and I hadn’t been a virgin since I was seventeen.
Cronus’ hand shot out lightning-quick and reached around the back of his brother’s neck, forcing him to bow on his knees. “You will apologize to the daughter of Selene.”
At the mention of my lineage, the Titan’s eyes widened. “My apologies, daughter of Selene.”
Cronus released him. “Try to only get a few dozen women pregnant this round, okay, boys?”
They both shared devilish grins.
The cemetery started to sway then and I had to hold on to Cronus’ shoulder to keep from falling.
“I’m tired.”
He frowned. “Okay, I’ll tell you what. We’ll go wake Hyperion, then I’ll get us a nice four-star hotel. Hyperion is second to me in regard to power. We need him awake in order to take any rest.”
I just nodded. Too tired to argue. How I was going to help him wake one more god without dying, I had no idea.
“Don’t fuck up,” he snapped at his brothers before grabbing Hound and me, and then everything went black for a moment.
We landed on a beautiful cliff top overlooking the ocean. “Where are we?” My stomach was cramping now, and I was really hoping it wasn’t going to turn into diarrhea. #Please #NotSexy
“Positano, Italy. Hyperion is just inside this cave.” He grabbed hold of me and turned me around to the opening of a large, dark cave.
“I have bad luck with caves,” I told the giant god.