Erato

Lifting one of her knees, he wrapped it around his own narrow waist, poised to thrust his erection into her just as a figure standing in the doorway cleared his throat tactfully.

�Yes?� Erato bit out. Annoyed at the interruption but not letting it stop him, he pushed inside the female below him.

�Your presence is being requested.�

The look he shot the messenger would have most likely killed the man, had Erato been endowed with that particular power like some of the others in the room were. �I�m a bit occupied at the moment.�

His mind still on the tantalizing lovemaking he�d just witnessed, Erato considered flipping the female over and indulging in her sweet ass until he was once again rudely interrupted.

�And what message would you have me deliver to Aphrodite as to why you cannot attend her summons?� The messenger dropped the goddess� name casually, as if he didn�t realize it would garner Erato�s complete attention, even as the head of Erato�s cock breached the warm, wet folds that promised so much pleasure.

The summons would have to be from one of the gods and not just any goddess either, but Aphrodite. A command from anyone else, save perhaps Zeus himself, and Erato would have ignored it until after he�d satisfied himself, however the look on the face of the messenger echoed Erato�s thoughts exactly�when Aphrodite was unhappy, everyone on Mt. Olympus suffered. And if she knew he didn�t fly directly to her side because he was taking pleasure with another woman, a mortal woman no less, the waves of her displeasure would spread through Thessaly and beyond. To ignore her now could cost him a millennium of agony. A few moments of mindless rutting, even with a mortal female whose pussy tasted of honey and who craved his every touch, was not worth that.

Erato thrust into her one last time, and then regretfully withdrew, taking solace in the fact that the girl beneath him looked saddened he must leave. Unfortunately, the feeling was short lived. As Erato arranged his toga, letting the white fabric drape over his arm, the two males from the pool fell, grinning, upon the abandoned female�s body. He watched with overwhelming regret as one lay on his back and lowered her onto his cock and the other, after oiling himself, entered her from behind while shooting Erato a look of triumph.

Already under their spell, the body of the mortal female bowed in pleasure as she was doubly penetrated by the two demigods. Who both had a superiority complex to rival Zeus in spite of their half human parentage, Erato thought silently.

So with the departure of Erato, a mere lowly muse, no longer an issue for anyone in the room except himself, he left the bathing chamber, its inhabitants and its pleasures behind and made his way down the long corridor to face Aphrodite. The gods only knew what that meeting would bring.