by Luc, D. X.
“They're delicious, but certainly not the dessert I had in mind for tonight.”
“Well, then, let's just place them on the nightstand and find out what you would like to eat.”
Stepping back, I watched as she lifted the plate, taking it over to set it on the table. I took the opportunity to grip her when she straightened. Lifting her off the ground, I tossed her into the middle of my large bed.
Grinning wickedly she giggled, resting on her back and staring up at me. With a flick of her finger, we were both naked.
I shook my head. “You're getting used to this goddess thing, I see.”
“It has its perks.”
“That it does, but it also needs to be used with care.”
“I promise to be responsible. Now, come get me. I've waited more than a hundred days to have you inside of me.”
Not needing to be asked twice, I knelt on the side of the bed, gripping her thighs and pulling her to the edge. Placing each leg over my shoulder, I opened her to my greedy view and the moment my eyes feasted upon her aroused pussy, my mouth salivated. Licking my lips, I wanted to go slow, make love to her, but it had been so long, that I just dove in, latching onto her juicy cunt and slurped on the spicy juice that was uniquely her.
She cried out, vibrating against my mouth as I devoured her offerings, twirling my tongue around her sensitive clit. I slithered my tongue along the seam until I prodded her hole. I had missed her taste, missed her decadent scent. In my own heated state, precum dripped from my tip in copious amounts, my cock painfully hard with the need to cram itself into her tightness, but not before I made her come on my tongue, not before I could bring her the first of many orgasms she would have for the rest of our immortal lives.
Vanessa's hips bucked as she tried pushing herself into my questing lips, and I indulged her with harder sucks, longer licks and when I knew she hung on the pinnacle of climax, I drew it out, lapping around her labia.
“Damn it Heph, please stop torturing me! I need to come!”
Her impatient plea was enough to make me free her body from the release it needed and taking three fingers, I thrust them deep, driving her over the edge, nearly coming with her when she let out a long groan, her walls clenching my fingers, coating my hand in her cream. Not waiting until the orgasm stopped, I pulled out my slick digits, licked them clean and climbed up onto the bed, her legs still crossed around the back of my neck. The new position brought her wider, and in one solid push, I plunged into her quivering pussy. Frozen, I waited for her to adjust to my size, and for me to hold back my climax, but damn she felt amazing, all hot and tight around my cock.
Vanessa grabbed the sides of my face with her hands, bringing me closer so that I could look her in the eyes. “Fuck me hard. Brand me from the inside out.”
“Are you sure?”
“More than anything. I love you, Hephaestus.”
“I love you, Vanessa.”
With her permission to let go, I pulled back until the tip of the Prince Albert tickled the entrance of her vagina, then rammed back in, pushing so hard, she slid up a few inches. Still holding my face, she kissed me deep, our tongues warring with each other. I continued to pummel her in fast, short strokes. Each downward thrust of my hips had Vanessa mewing in my mouth, which brought me closer each time to losing it, but I wanted to get one more from her. Luckily, I didn't have to wait long. Growling in victory as her body trembled beneath mine, I watched her pleasure take hold, her head thrown back, with her mouth wide in a silent scream.
In that moment, she was my everything. Overflowing with love, for the woman in my arms, I felt my balls tighten a moment before I exploded. The feeling so intense, it left me breathless and dizzy. I attempted to brace myself so I wouldn’t crush her with my weight. I swallowed large gulps of air, until my vision came back and slid out of her, after uncurling her from my shoulders. With what little strength I had, I pulled her into curl in front of me and together we rested, while our hearts calmed back to a stable rhythm. Kissing the top of her head, I smiled, listening to her sigh of contentment which I felt as well.
“That's just gross! Cover yourselves.”
We were interrupted by the last person I thought would ever enter my home, let alone, my bedroom! “Mother! What are you doing here?”
We struggled to pull the sheets up over our bodies, before finally staring at Hera, as she stood with a disapproving frown. It made me wonder if she ever smiled, or if the saying’ if you make that face for long, it'll stay that way’ applied to her.
“I came to make sure the winner was still pleased with her prize.”
“He's not a prize he's the man I love. I'm stunned you actually sent me here, considering I denied you. I thought that meant punishment.”
“Um, I did punish you for not taking my offer, child.”
“Not to sound dense, but how did you do that?”
“I gave you to Hephaestus. That's torture for anyone on Olympus.”
“You stupid bitch!”
My arms wrapped around Vanessa's waist, before she could leap from the bed to hit my mother, who only smiled before she disappeared from the room. That kind of statement would have hurt before, but seeing how my love was willing to defend me by physically attacking the Queen of the Gods, I felt nothing but pity for Hera. Never would she know this kind of love with Zeus, or the devotion, as I had with Vanessa. Pulling her close, I kissed her until she wiggled against me. Grinning down at her, I couldn't believe how lucky I was.
“Sorry about that, but she just makes me want to rip her eyes out.”
“I understand, and I thank you for wanting to protect my honor. But you don't need to, not now, or ever. Just stand by me, as I will you and that's all that will matter.”
“I can do that. Who would have thought, a simple curse of the god's touch would land us here.”
“It is pretty amazing. I, for one, can say that I'm glad I cursed you.”
“Looking back on it now? So am I, and I'll love you now and for eternity.”
“Yes, agápi̱ mou. For eternity.”
Epilogue
Hephaestus
Six months later
“No! You're wrong, Dad. He can never love - ever.”
“I think you're wrong. I believe if he wanted to, he could love another for more than sexual purposes.”
“I know him! It's impossible.”
“You're the God of Love, Eros. Wasn't it you who told me to have faith? Practice what you preach, son.”
Eros harrumphed, crossing his arms, while I sat casually at the dinner table with my wife Vanessa by my side, playing with our grand daughter, Voluptas.
Psyche rolled her eyes at our banter, but smiled as she soothed her husband's ruffled wing feathers.
It had been a long, glorious six months, since my wife succeeded in the trials and became the Goddess of Resilience. She also freed a man named Jerry, sending him to the Elysian Fields where he would live out his eternity in peace and tranquility. Following that, she returned the family pet pig Hannybal to her paradise home to once again, live and frolic as the lovely nymph, Adriano.
We had gotten married in a small ceremony in her parent's back yard, and then joyfully started to work on making a family of our own. Now she was two months pregnant with my son.
My other son, still frowned at me from across the table, making me chuckle. “Eros, I believe in my heart that you're wrong.”
“Yeah? Well then, let's make a bet.”
“Oh, here we go again!”
My interest was piqued, as we both ignored Psyche’s comment. What we were about to do, wouldn't be like it was for me. We learned our lesson from that! “Alright, a bet it is. I bet that Himeros can love a woman, and they will be happy just like we are. If you win, I'll make you those specialized arrows you've been bugging me about. But if I win, you must help him, to get his father's death sentence removed.”
“Very well. You swear the terms on the River Styx?”
“I s
wear on the River Styx.” Shaking hands, I smiled while knowing a new chapter in my nephew Himeros’s life was about to begin. Because everyone knew, when the gods dealt in your love life - things never went wrong.
THE END…
For now.