I woke to a throbbing pain in my foot. It crawled up my leg and through my chest. My back was pressed against Caerus' chest and I folded against him perfectly. One of his knees was slid between my thighs and a pillow propped up my ankle.

"Caerus," I clenched my teeth tightly and tried to hold back a sob of pain.

He silently slid his rough palm down my bare leg, I felt my body tingle at the light touch. Caerus wrapped his fingers gently around my ankle and I winced as he tried to numb the pain. My breathing was heavy by the time he'd finished, but it felt much better. I slumped against him and allowed his hand to rest on my hip.

"Did you stay all night?" I mumbled and curled my arms to my chest.

"Mostly, I got up a few times," he drawled and I shivered as his hot breath fanned over the back of my neck.

Oh gods. He must've just been sitting here for hours.

"You didn't need to, I'm capable of sleeping by myself," I mumbled and crossed my arms.

"I'm allowed to do whatever I please with you," he replied and slid rested his hand over my bare thigh.

"You called me... a demi-god, yesterday," I exhaled the question I really wanted to hear, "does that mean Zephyrus is a god?"

I felt sick to my stomach waiting for him to reply.

"Yes, he is a god. Zephyrus The West Wind is his official title," Caerus mumbled and pressed his knee further between my thighs. I fidgeted uncomfortably. "But most just call him cupid's whore."

My heart twisted at the filthy name. He was my father. No one deserved to call him that. I clenched my jaw as my blood boiled with anger.

But I was a demi-god. I was not human. I had never been human.

So I bit back my fury and opened my mouth again.

"What about Eros?" I whispered and placed my smooth palm over top of his in an attempt to thwart his advances.

"He is the god of love and sexual desire, all forms of it, agape, philia, storge, and of course, eros," Caerus drawled and continued to slide his warm fingers against my inner thigh.

I waited a few heartbeats to finally ask the question I really wanted to know the answer to.

"And... you?" I spoke barely above a whisper and he stopped moving against me. My heart raced and I feared that I had said something wrong. Done something wrong.

Finally Caerus let out a long sigh.

"I am... Hypnos, the god of slumber," he said at last. I went still.

That was why the curse was designed that way.

He was the god of sleep and the worst punishment to inflict upon him would be to deprive him of that. No wonder he was weakened, that was probably where he drew his power from.

"What?" I choked, mortified by how many times I'd disrespected him in the past few months. Oh gods, oh gods. "Do- am I supposed to call you Hypnos?"

"Only if you want to, but I haven't gone by that name since I was cursed."

"Oh gods," I grimaced and I could feel Caer- Hypnos prickle with uncertainty.

He had his mouth on my... thing.

I had my mouth on his.

I was gonna be sick.

C- Hypnos had touched me and pampered me and kissed me, oh gods, he was a god.

"Kellen-"

"Oh my gods, I can't believe the things I said to you. The things I did to you. What you did to me," I clamped a hand over my mouth and if I could I probably would've vaulted off the bed and begged for forgiveness.

Thoughts and images raced through my brain. All the times he ravished my mouth against a wall, the things he'd whisper in my ears.

"Kellen don't- don't do that thing," I could almost hear the eye roll as he pressed me onto my back, "I rather like it when you misbehave."

I blushed hard and averted my gaze from his.

"I'm mortified," I groaned and covered my face in my hands and allowed him to shift himself between my legs.

"It's too early in the morning for you to make me hard," he mumbled and pressed his face against my neck. I gulped down the lump in my throat when I felt his bulge rubbing through the thin women's undergarments. It was effortless for him, making me want it, want him to make me feel good.

I wrapped my hands around his upper arms as he finally got fed up and tore off the underwear. I yelped in embarrassment and tried to cover myself but Caeru- damn it- Hypnos only pressed his body harder between my legs. He remained adamant in that position until I finally relented and spread myself bare for him.

"Good boy," he purred deep in his throat and pulled my robes up past my belly button. I held back the urge to slide my hands over his broad chest. "Relax, Kellen, just because you know who I am doesn't mean that you have to stop liking it when I make you feel good."

His choice of words was always incredibly embarrassing.

"If I want to take you on these steps for anyone to see, then I will."

"Swallow it or don't, but you'll always take my cum."

"I'm going to fuck you all night long."

I remembered each of those instances separately.

The first time Hypnos had touched me, and then showed me how to touch myself. That was so humiliating that I almost liked it.

And when I really pleasured him for the first time.

I nearly moaned at the thought of him inside my mouth again.

The way he'd commanded me, how he'd told me what to do. I loved that I could make him feel good.

And most recently... my cock became achingly hard at the thought.

Never before had I wanted him to fuck me so badly. I'd never wanted him to be buried inside me as much as I did at that moment. An the way he spoke of it.

My knees trembled at the memory.

C- Hypnos, Hypnos, let out a throaty laugh that rumbled in his chest.

"What are you thinking about that made you so excited?" He cooed and pulled the robes over my head, leaving me completely naked beneath him.

"I, um, it's nothing," I blushed and squirmed as he grabbed my hips roughly.

"That wasn't optional," he growled and I felt myself harden even more at the dangerous tone in his voice.

"I-I... I was thinking about you," I mumbled and scrunched my eyes closed, "about when I h-had you in my mouth and and when you released all over my face."

"Oh? Did you like that, Kellen?" Hypnos purred in my ear and gave it a playful nip. I felt my legs tremble as he dug his warm fingers into my pale thighs.

"Yes, I-I liked it, master," I whimpered and sank my hands into his soft auburn locks. It was like heaven to feel the silky strands sliding between my fingers. "And- mmng, I like it when you tell me... dirty things."

That last one was hard to choke out, but it was true. I loved it when he talked about bedding me, it made my knees shake.

"Gods, I'm going to fuck you so hard," he groaned and rocked his hips against mine. For a moment, fear pierced my heart, but I remembered that he didn't want to do it here.

At least I had a little bit of time to mentally prepare myself.

I clamped a hand tightly over my mouth as he dove down and swallowed my prick.

Even so, I couldn't help but scream his name as I released.

Not Caerus.

But Hypnos.

And he loved it.