Chapter 5 5

Then, when the coins fell and rolled away happily, so at that time, people passing by dodged the chaos and walked on as if nothing was happening, it was in a gesture of compassion, I bent down to help her collect the money, along with a security guard who had the same impulse.

- Thank you dear. - She said, opening a brief smile on her face almost covered by hair.

Then Astrid returned the smile.

- No problem. – Astrid said. - That things happen.

I had just crouched down to pick up a penny that had landed near the entrance when I came face to face with a luxurious pair of Oxford shoes, topped by elegant red trousers.

So, I waited a bit for that man to get out of the way, but as he didn't move, I raised my head to widen my field of vision.

The beauty in front of me, the tailored suit was enough to set my warning signs on, but it was the tall, lean body beneath it that made it sensational.

How yet, despite all that impressive display of masculinity, it wasn't until I saw his face that I realized what was really in front of me.

By all the Greek gods, simply the beauty of Eros, mixed between Hercules and Zeus.

In a gesture full of elegance, he crouched down right in front of me, so it was with all that masculine beauty within reach of my eyes, all I could do was stare, and the girl was amazed.

It was then that the space between us disappeared, and as he looked at me, he changed... as if a shield had been removed from his eyes, revealing an overwhelming life force that took my breath away.

Feeling it then, the powerful magnetism he exuded intensified, turning into an almost tangible impression of vigorous and inexhaustible energy.

At that time, I saw, then, approaching us, there among them,

Reacting purely on instinct, I leaned back, at which point the aura and energy made me fall onto my ass, literally engulfed and enchanted.

My elbows throbbed violently from the thud against the marble floor, but the pain went almost unnoticed.

When I was more concerned about looking, mesmerized by that man in front of me.

With her bright red hair framing a breathtaking face, with her bone structure would make a sculptor weep with joy, and her hard-lined mouth, straight nose, and eyes equally red, like blood so intense. gave it a wild beauty.

Except for the slightly narrowed eyes, his face was completely impassive.

It was when alongside that beautiful male specimen, Wadjet Lamia, the female version of a snake, approached...

- What is happening? – The woman said, even though the moment wasn't broken, turning slowly, both of us looking at the serpent woman.

- I believe just an accident. – He said, I was speechless.

Both his shirt and suit were equally red, the blood of the gods bathed him, from top to bottom, with that beautiful tie perfectly matched the glow of the iris, with his eyes were piercing and inquisitive, and they were nailed on me.

When my heart started to beat faster; my lips partially parted with the quickening of my breathing.

Yes, werewolf pheromones, her scent was tempting, this wasn't cologne, even body lotion maybe, or a shampoo.

It would attract a herd of women itching, needy, and wet, and whatever it was, it was intoxicating, just as the handsome god then reached out to me, showing off his onyx cufflinks and an expensive-looking watch.

Taking a shaky breath, I put my hand over his, my pulse racing as he squeezed it, his touch like a surge of electricity that shot up my arm and raised the hairs on the back of my neck.

It was then that for a moment he remained immobile, a wrinkle filling the space between his absurdly well-drawn eyebrows.

- Are you well...? – He questioned.

Ignoring the serpent woman, they all stood there, watching the scene in front of them.

His voice was smooth and refined, with a touch of huskiness that made my stomach turn to ice, being what it was, an evocation of sex, well, sex at its best.

It was like that, that for a moment I thought I could have an orgasm just listening to him talk.

My lips were dry, so I ran my tongue over them before answering:

- Oh yeah. – So, gaping.

He got up, with a remarkable economy of gestures, pulling me up with him, even though we continued to stare at each other, because I couldn't look at anything else, so that man, who seemed older, I was younger than him. that I imagined at first, being that my guess.

He then, looked to be less than forty or fifty years old, but his eyes looked much more experienced. Relentlessly smart and sharp.

It was like I was being pulled towards him, like there was a rope around my waist dragging me slowly but relentlessly towards him.

Blinking myself out of that kind of delirium, I let go of him, still, he wasn't just beautiful, he was...fascinating, beside him I stumble.

When they both turn around, I'm caught by Wadjet Miala, my gods, it was like the woman had a fire, her gaze that was strict passes under my body, almost holding me by my breasts, before, she didn't get too close, or we had many contacts.

The one who was the kind of man and who knows the kind of woman that even the most frigid of women make, in wanting to open her shirt with a single tug or suck her breasts, to see the buttons go down along with the inhibitions.

When I turned around, even though I passed everyone there, a three-in-one pull, then, I looked at her suit, towards the woman with her tight, short skirt, that cleavage that didn't bother to show the bulges of her breasts, in which even the civilized, refined and absurdly expensive.

When without her knowing it, I wanted to lose my virginity when these three, in Wadjet's case who wanted with this man when they exchanged their gazes, took this girl somewhere and I could only think of a violent fuck, tearing the sheets.

At that time, I turned to walk away, when I felt a thump, another water broke, then I tripped, they both went towards me, as they ducked towards me,

He stayed by my side and bent down to pick up the badge that I didn't even realize I had dropped, finally, I was freeing myself from his irresistible gaze, from the warm hands that my brain was fighting to get back to working normally.