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My cock is buried deep in her perfect, warm pussy. A pussy that's been waiting, that is fertile and ready. I move harder and harder against her and she moans in absolute pleasure. She's not too tight, she's not in pain -- she's just perfect. She was born to carry my child. I move deep inside of her, her breasts bouncing as I take her, as I fill her up with all I have to give.
"I love you," I groan as I come deep inside of her, my seed filling her up, just as we both wanted.
"Oh, Ares," she screams. "What's happening?"
I look down at her, cradling her face with my hands.
"It's... like something is..." She pauses. "blossoming inside me. Something... alive."
"Blossoming like..." I begin.
She nods.
We just made a baby.
8
Persephone
I've heard that humans hold onto their virginities, waiting for the perfect person. I'm not naïve to think that it is the same thing with gods and goddesses. I know these gods I am with right now have been with other people, but that doesn't for a second change the magic of this moment.
The moment when Ares fills me with all of himself, my back arching, my legs wrapped around him, my hands holding onto the shafts of the gods beside me, my lips kissed by the god above me... this is magic.
I was a virgin before tonight.
But in giving it away, I gained so much more. The moment he releases inside me, when Ares’ thick seed fills me up, I know.
I know that I am pregnant.
"Are you okay?" Ares asks.
"Of course, I am."
As if I wouldn't be. A rush of euphoria washes over me in the most thrilling way. I know I'm the Goddess of Fertility, but I don't think I knew exactly what that meant. It means that once I have had my womb filled, I need it filled again.
Now.
More.
My body aches for it, my core screams for it. I need another god inside of me.
"Please," I beg. "I need... I need you... Now." My hands reach for all of them -- any of them. My body is begging to be filled once more.
They look at me with eyes full of wonder and understanding.
"I need you to fill me, all of you. Now."
And they understand, because Ares slips away and, in his place, Zeus lowers himself down to me. He cradles my face with his hand, and as his massive body leans over me, his arm slips under mine, and he holds me as if I am the lightest thing he's ever touched.
He pulls me over on top of him, and I straddle his body and his throbbing cock is between my legs, and I'm not asking for him to go faster. He knows what I need. I don't have to say a single word.
"I got you, love," he tells me as I lean down to kiss him. His mouth is hot and surging with lust.
Behind me, I feel Poseidon reach for the hem of my dress and pull it over my head. Naked before my gods, I feel Poseidon's hand run up and down the length of my spine, murmuring sweet nothings as he leaves a trail of kisses down my back, his hands massaging my butt.
Beneath me, Zeus runs his fingers over my breasts. My nipples are hard and needy, and he understands that I need this now. He lifts my ass in the air and then lowers me back down upon his cock. He is bulging and ready, and the look in his fierce eyes tells me that this is everything he's dreamed it would be.
"Am I enough?" I ask, even though I know the words are self-indulgent. But I want to hear him say I am exactly what he wants.
"Persephone, this is more than enough. This is everything."
And I know it's true as he begins rocking deep inside me; my core bursts with electricity and pleasure as if a lightning bolt has gone straight to my opening, that is what his cock has turned into. A bolt of lightning, a crash, a splintering.
My life has been divided into the before and the after.
These gods, underneath and behind me and deep inside of me, they are the after.
They are the forever.
"You look so beautiful when you ride me," Zeus groans as his thick cock buries itself inside my pussy. His hands are on my breasts, massaging me, and I feel so beautiful.
I moan as he releases himself. "Yes, yes," I scream, knowing his seed has been planted deep inside my belly. "I want to carry your child," I tell him.
He looks at me with eyes that see straight to my heart. "Don't play games with me, Persephone."
I bite my bottom lip, tears springing to my eyes. "I would never. I would never play games about something like this. This is sacred. This is a child's life."
