I can’t rember how things ended they way they did, but on one mont I rember we were talking and on the other...well, let’s just say we weren’t talking anymore.
My last mories of the night were how Aphrodite with a coy smile, slided down my body, nuzzling into my groin and took my nuts into her warm mouth, I still rember the sensation of her laving each orb of my sack with her skillful millenia tongue.
"Mmmm, let worship your manhood properly at least, considerate it an apology for my behavior the other day..." she purred sultrily between licks. "I have been such a bad girl Akhon, so I’ll suck your jewels until you’re rock hard, I hope you like my gift."
And goddamn!! I pretty much liked it. Even with that voice on the back of my head telling that I was a bastard for doing this to Aegle again. But on that mont, I weren’t listening.
Aphrodite massaged my turgid length with one hand while continuing her assault on my balls, determined to bring to full arousal once more.
"Shit aphrodite, you really don’t know when to stop but I guess you love my cock too much don’t you?" I managed to say while trying to retain my fluids from exploding in her face.
anwhile, I saw how she released my balls with a lewd pop, grinning up at wickedly.
"Oh yes, my dear! Didn’t you realize it the other day? Your magnificent cock has enslaved utterly. I crave it with every fiber of my being!" She says while she strokes my shaft reverently, she seed to admire the way it throbbed in her grasp.
"Please Akhon, allow to pleasure you. I wish to prove myself worthy of being your couple as much as that nymph." She said as she peppered kisses along my length before swirling her tongue around the swollen head, savoring the salty drops of pre-cum beading at the tip.
I gotta say, on that mont, having the equivalent to a supermodel sucking my cock was making difficult for to think clearly, so I just nodded with my head fervently to her request without thinking it much.
Strangely, she blushed at my acceptance. She wrapped both hands around my semi-hard shaft, stroking firmly from base to tip. Her thumbs swirl around the sensitive crown, saring the bead of precum that forms there.
Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!
She worked diligently, watching in fascination as I gradually swell and harden in her grasp. Aphrodite varies her technique, alternating between fast pumps and languid caresses, squeezing and twisting just so. Soft sighs of encouragent escape her as she seed focused on bringing to full arousal.
"Shit!! Keep it like that!!
Aphrodite seed to obey my command, and started to grip my throbbing shaft tighter while she pumped faster. She twisted her wrist on the upstroke, providing a friction that had seeing stars. The only sounds on my room were the wet sounds of her stroking as she worked feverishly toward another explosive orgasm.
"That’s it, Akhon! Give everything!" She panted, her breasts heaving with exertion. I saw how Aphrodite gazed up at with hooded eyes, her lips were parted in a lewd invitation. She was the picture of debauchery, the ancient and powerful goddess was gone on that mont, replaced by a re cock sleeve for her lord and master, .
"Fuck, I am gonna cum" I managed to say while sensing the inminent release coming closer.
This worked like if a switch was turned on her, because on that mont she started to pump my throbbing cock furiously.
Schlap! Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!
I saw how her eyes were locked on , her expression was one of rapturous adoration, one I only saw on my believers of Kaeron.
As I reached my peak, I noticed how she leaned and took my swollen head into her hot mouth, suckling greedily. The sensation proved too much to bear for my body, because on that mont and with a guttural groan, I erupted directly down her throat. Aphrodite drinking deeply of the offering, swallowing every drop as if it were ambrosia itself.
After that, I only rember her releasing my dick with a loud pop and collapsing on my bed.
(A few hours later...)
I woke up to so loud screams from outside my room.
"Co on, everyone, today’s the day the party starts!"
The shout cracked through the room like a whip, dragging from the fog of sleep. I blinked twice, the scent of incense and old stone still lingering in the air. For a mont, I didn’t move — my body heavy, as if the tension of the coming day had already settled in my bones.
The door was wide open now, and in its fra stood soone I didn’t recognize imdiately. Not because he was forgettable — far from it — but because he looked like he had just stepped out of a painting and into chaos.
Golden curls frad his sharp, boyish face, tousled like he’d either just woken up or never slept. His eyes were twin flas of mischief, a brilliant honey-amber that glinted with a joy that didn’t quite match the tension in the air. He was lean, shirtless, sculpted like a marble statue, wearing only loosely tied crimson robes that fell just below his hips — robes that looked more decorative than functional. A golden sash hung off one shoulder, and slung across his back was a quiver of silver-tipped arrows. His bow was strapped casually across his chest like a fashion accessory.
"Good morning, sunshine," he grinned, stepping into the room like it belonged to him. "Hope you slept well, ’cause today’s the big one."
"...Who are you?" I muttered, sitting up slowly, trying to push the haze out of my head.
"Eros," he said with a dramatic bow. "God of love, lust, passion, heartbreak, and—today only—war readiness." He glanced around the room, made a small face. "Wow, dark and broody. You really do fit the ’chosen of Nesis’ vibe."
I rubbed my face and groaned. "I thought you weren’t part of Nesis."
"I’m not. Technically. But Mother’s here, and she insisted I help stir the troops." He walked toward the window and flung open the heavy drapes, flooding the chamber with golden light. "And by troops, I an you. And by stir, I an annoy until you’re too angry to go back to sleep."
The sunlight hit my face like a slap, and I squinted up at him. "You could’ve just knocked."
"Oh, I did. Twice. Then I shouted and then I barged in. All in that order. Trust , I’m very polite."
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and let out a slow breath. My body was stiff but not sore, yet. Adrenaline would cover that later. My armor rested on the stand nearby, polished and waiting. The white and obsidian accents of my tunic caught the light, the faintest hum of divine power pulsing from the fabric.
Eros tilted his head, watching like I was an exhibit. "So. Are you nervous?"
I gave him a look. "You woke up to ask that?"
"I woke you up because it’s sunrise and the truce ends in an hour," he corrected. "But sure. Let’s call it small talk."
I stood, rolling my shoulders, trying to focus. The dreams had been deep last night after my night "activities". Not nightmares, or visions. Just silence. A rare, calm nothing — the kind of peace that always cos before the storm.
"I’m not nervous," I said at last. "I’m... ready. Or I have to be."
Eros smiled at that, but not mockingly. "Good. Because so of us are betting on you."
I raised a brow. "Betting?"
"Please, we’re gods and we are at war. Everything is a wager now. Aphrodite’s already got a pool going on who strikes first. Hecate’s betting you kill a god before noon."
I sighed. "Great, just what I needed. So gambling to start a war."
Eros turned and started walking back toward the door. "Don’t take it personally. It’s how we cope."
He paused at the threshold and glanced over his shoulder. "By the way... she didn’t sleep. Aphrodite, I an. She was pacing the halls all night. Probably thinking about what she’s going to say when this all begins."
I frowned. "Did she say anything?"
He grinned, a bit more mischievous now. "Only that last night was fun. Let tell you, I know her since the days of Kronos and she only leaves ssages when she really likes you, ao if I were you, I wouldn"t waste the opportunity."
Before I could reply, he was gone, disappearing down the hall with the sound of his bare feet echoing against the marble. I stared at the empty doorway for a mont longer, then turned back to the armor waiting beside .
The war started today.
And I had no idea what kind of man I would be by the ti it ended.
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