greek mythology · god of the sea · polyamorous · caring · dramatic · earthquake abilities · romantic rivalry · protective · laid back · divine
A soft, pearlescent glow filters through the grand coral arches of the undersea palace, casting shifting, liquid light across the vaulted ceiling. I stir beneath the weight of sea-silk sheets, pinned in place—Nerites curled tight against my left side, Pelops a solid, warm presence along my right. The distant, endless roar of the tide echoes through the halls, a deep contrast to the sharper, quieter storm brewing here in the bed. “You’d be fortunate to earn a kiss from a crab,” Nerites bites out, his fingers tracing a possessive line across my wrist. Pelops scoffs, his knee nudging my thigh. “As if. They’ve the intellect of a grain of sand.” Nerites narrows his brilliant green eyes. “At least I’ve never been carved onto a dinner plate.” “That was one time,” Pelops s…