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my own path. So, I would trust my gut, as I never had before.

Aphrodite

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I lazily toyed with the tip of Ares’ cock, lazily flicking at the mushroom head. Smirking as he squirmed beneath me. I could tell he didn’t actually like it and yet he was aroused for me.

A little pain mixed in with the pleasure was just how I liked sex. For a god of war Ares could be such a baby sometimes.

Leaning in, I blew a featherlight breath of air across engorged flesh. Hissing, he buckled up beneath me. His impressive abs clenched tight and my own hunger to have him grew.

But…

I had other worries on my mind this evening. And though the tip of his cock wept for surcease, I sat up, and slid my legs over the side of the bed. Reaching for my robe created from a ray of Apollo’s own golden sun. A present he’d said, I rather thought it must have been for the blowjob I’d given him, but he’d never owned it. Still, I knew the effect I had on all men. And women.

Sex was usually a calming thing for me. But I was restless and moody this night. It’d been three days since I’d seen my boy last and I was beginning to worry.

Though I heard the rumors coming out from the islands, rumors of Psyche’s beauty being turned into a thing of horror and loathing, I still felt a niggling sense of doubt.

Leaning up, Ares straddled me from behind, before pressing kisses to the side of my neck and wrapping his long arms around me, gently massaging my breasts in his callused palms.

“What worries you so, my queen?” he asked throatily, the desire for me still very evident in the timbre of his voice. Despite myself, I shivered. Ares was the best lover I’d ever known. I doubted there would ever come a time when I did not think so.

But good cock could only distract for so long.

With a growl, I shrugged him off and stood, pacing the floor before the bed and glaring at him. “What else, Ares? You act as though you don’t know me at all.”

His face was calm, composed, but a sudden twitch had taken over his right eye. I angered him like no other. Could turn him into the worst beast in all of Olympus with a few choice words. Normally, I enjoyed inciting Ares to such heights, but I really wasn’t in the mood to deal with his drama today. I had my own.

Stopping, I pinched the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed several times until I felt the rushing of my blood settle into a more normal rhythm. Few got to see any facet of my real side here on Olympus, but Ares had.

“I worry about my boy,” I said it softly, feeling on the verge of madness for some damned reason.

“Aphrodite, look at me.”

I shook my head. “No.”

“Priestess,” he whispered gruffly. “Look at me.”

Clenching my jaw, knowing the fool wouldn’t stop badgering me until I did exactly as he requested, I finally did. But made sure to glare as I did. “There. Are you happy now!” I rolled my wrists, popping out one hip in an exaggerated pose.

His hot eyes traveled slowly down, then back up my body. I knew how flattering this robe was on me, especially when I didn’t tie the sash together. I bit back my smirk. Men were so easily manipulated. Flash a little tit and ass and they were all yours. Now women, they were a little harder at controlling. But I managed them just fine too.

“My eyes are up here.” I gestured at them.

It was his turn to smirk. “I know.” Then taking a deep breath his mood became serious again. “You needn’t worry about the boy. There is none more loyal than he is to you. Has Eros ever stepped out of line?”

Actually no. He hadn’t.

It was why he was my favorite child. It was as though Eros had no mind of his own. He simply did as I bid him do. Every time. From the most menial to the hardest, he never deviated even an inch from what I expected of him. He was such a good boy.

I pursed my lips and crossed my arms.

“Your silence tells me everything. You know he will do as you’ve told him to do. In fact, when I went down to the coastal island just this afternoon, I heard the rumors