CRONUS (Charmer of Females)
Luna Liz · Completed · 117.6k Words
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Introduction
"What were you trying to do, Qiyara?" My eyes devour the harshness of his hungered swallow and his clenched trembling fist set against the wall. His raging heat that bounds me within, I find unfathomably irresistible.
"I was merely dancing, Cronus." A feverish breathless lie I spout engraving the way the tip of his hot tongue peeks out his mouth to caress his plump lower lip. I wish to obtain a taste of what he can offer.
My ample breasts heave achingly to stroke his wicked flesh, his eyes set aflame to my words for he knows I hold no truth. Then I shall gladly be a sinner, his sinner.
"If you were trying to make me jealous so that I would lose my control and ravish you then you are wrong. I have trained to be a master of control since I was a mere pup. Do not test me." He does not understand, my desperation for him to ram himself raw & deep within me.
"You won't touch me." I move forward swiftly to taste the nape of his neck with a seductiveness. My hand descends his sculpted flesh to embrace his straining girth that is fastened under his jeans. Succumb to me, my male.
He seizes my wrist with brutality. "You are still young, you are not ready." He is too much of an honourable male for me.
"Fuck me, Cronus. Take me against this wall." I am relentless in my lewdness. I lure him into my den.
"Stop it, Qiyara!"
Blazing eyes meet his with a formidable determination. "Then I will keep going against you. I shall be the devil for I will entice you because I ache to feel it."
"Feel what?" He questions nose flaring, his wrath to my stubbornness soaring.
"You lose control."
The forbidden fruit, that was what Cronus was to me. He was one of my brother's closest friends and the most sought-after male who many females from diverse packs fawned over praying he would end up being hers. He was a charmer indeed for with those flirty smiles of his and genuine kindness he enthralled many including me. He was thirteen years older than me but I always had a thing for older males so it started out as a covert crush until I too stood in line with the rest of the females hoping to claim him as mine. However, my position in that line of thirsty females was not last as I had expected but first for Cronus ended up being my mate just as I yearned for, the moon's gift.
Forbidden fruit? Not anymore, Cronus is mine and I am going to gobble this male up.
Chapter 1
The forbidden fruit, that was what Cronus was to me. He was one of my brother's closest friends and the most sought-after male who many females from diverse packs fawned over desperately praying that he would end up being hers.
He was a wicked tempter indeed for with those flirty smiles of his and genuine kindness he enthralled many including me. I called him the stealer of hearts for whichever land he set foot upon the females there willingly sacrificed their beating hearts to him.
He was thirteen years older than me an unattainable male, I was too young for him in every way for he continually saw me only as his friend's younger sister nothing more nothing less but a sinful secret of mine that I harboured which was deliberately suppressed beneath was that I always fancied older males and he was the first to engulf all my senses like a scalding wildfire and leave me utterly breathless with just a flutter of his lush lashes.
His intoxicating scent that saturated my arid organs, his towering physique that made my thighs quake, the taut muscles that protruded through his skin-tight shirts made my cunt damp with an all-consuming need that devoured me whole. The visible effects Cronus had on my being was unfathomable and only he could make me feel that way unlike no other.
And so it started out as a covert crush until I too stood in line with the rest of the females hoping to one day claim him as mine. I observed him for a few years in secret hiding within the darkness of the shadows studying him and his ways. With each year I ripened my ardent craving for his flesh blossomed within me to the point that I was being ruined by his innocent exchanges with me.
He would open his mouth to express his informal greeting and all I could imagine was how it would feel for his wild moist lips to stroke my own, he would offer me his large calloused palm for a handshake and I would visualise those very long and lean fingers doing filthy things to my quivering flesh. Goddess, I wanted him to ravage me in every position and I would have readily parted my legs for him if he had asked me to just like he did in my unholy fantasies but I knew he would never do so for he always remained an honourable male. He kept his distance and only spoke to me in a cordial way I felt not even a flicker of lust radiating from him. Was I that undesirable in his eyes?
Cronus constantly called me adorable...innocent. I loathed it when he called me that for it confirmed to me that there was no possibility of being something more to him, not even a normal adult female. I tried my hardest even modelled the most tantalising revealing attire put on darker shades of makeup wore high heels that clacked noisily against the marble tiles each time he came to visit. It had always been effortless for me to garner attention from males, my curvaceous figure my brown skin that resembled melted milk chocolate my voluptuous breasts, males never failed to feast on with their ravenous eyes but never him. He never spared me another glance as though I was invisible to him which only enraged me further. But it also made me want him even more.
I always wanted things I could never have it made the pursuit of obtaining it entertaining for me but with Cronus it was different. I wanted to lure him into my den and trap him with the warmth of my body, I wanted him to see me as a grown female someone who could warm his bed. But he would rather choose other females to do that job for him other than me. I did not know if it was because I was young, because I was his friend's sister or because he knew that I was...inexperienced.
Yet when I turned eighteen to my astonishment my passionate desire to declare him as mine came true without needing me to even work for it much. My position in that line of parched females was not last as I had expected but first for Cronus ended up being my mate just as I hungered for, the moon's gift. The moon blessed me with him she gave half of his soul to me and I ended up being mated to the charmer of females.
Forbidden fruit? Not anymore, no matter how much he protests that I am still a mere juvenile that must experience much more before the mate bond consumes me I will show to him that he is mine and I am going to mercilessly gobble this male up until my belly is full of him until I am finally satisfied. Well, not just my belly my cunt too.
- A/N*
⚠️WARNINGS:- PLEASE READ. IMPORTANT. ⚠️
- Though CRONUS can be read as a stand-alone I recommend starting on this book after you have completed reading the other two to get a better understanding of their world and all the characters:
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First read 'The Alpha's Virgin Tribute'
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Second read 'PHOBOS (King of Beasts)'
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Finally read 'CRONUS (Charmer of Females)
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This book has certain scenes pertaining to DARK EROTIC-ROMANCE so if you are not comfortable with these kinds of books please don't read further. You have been warned!
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There are NO rejection or second chance mates in my books. One must learn to love the one whom they are blessed with.
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The male species in my books are DOMINANT over females as their world follows a certain hierarchy. Their world is very different from our human world with distinct values and ethics. So don't compare them and tell me certain scenes are offensive as I do my best to portray animal behaviour and they will be rough and tough.
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There is an age gap of 13 years between the protagonists. If you are uncomfortable with these kinds of scenarios or genres do not read further.
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My protagonists are full-grown mature adults. NOT children. If you want to see them always happy, never undergo trials and tribulations, and live in la-la land all the time this book is NOT for you.
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This is a slow-paced book to give readers that slow burn and feel the character growth. If you prefer fast-paced books, then this is NOT the book for you.
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Please do let me know if you find CRONUS on any other platforms except Anystories!
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You must be at least 16 and older to read this book, it is a mature book meant for adults and not young readers.
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Constructive criticism is welcomed but do not leave any mean/hateful comments or form hate-filled comment threads on my work.
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Please be nice to other wolves as well, their opinions are theirs there is no need to push your thoughts onto them.
All right, done! Now enjoy the ride my little wolves ❤️
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