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Her eyes shot open—finally! She found him gazing, disbelieving, down at her. Snakes, snouts, teeth, and brimstone smoky breaths filled her vision. She wasn’t covered in sweat anymore but awash in drooling saliva.

“Cyane? Cyane!” she heard Cerberus say from somewhere very far away...

But darkness called her, and she surrendered to unconsciousness.

Goddess of Nightmares

Cerberus!

Cyane woke suddenly, shooting up in bed. Her hands flung up to her neck to feel her racing pulse and then skimmed her skin, moving hurriedly down her arms and chest. A whistling sound filled her ears. Her gaze snapped about as she pulled her legs under her.

She was alone.

I don’t feel alone.

Cerberus wasn’t on top of her, or beside her, or watching her from a distance. Even his hounds were missing, but she still sensed him all over her. Her sex still fluttered continuously, feeling so painfully full, like he was still there.

She reached down to find nothing amiss.

But he was still inside her, she knew it—the stretch and burn from his sudden penetration remained. The heaviness of his shaft was probing heavily deep within, making her wince, making her moan. Her body fought, working to understand the overwhelming pressure.

Cyane closed her thighs tight and writhed on the bed. Her nails ripped at the sheets.Oh, god, please!

She pressed her palms back to her chest where her heart pounded so hard she thought it might burst. Minutes passed as she tried to calm herself. Aching and needing. Dampening the sheets with more of her essence.

And despite feeling him all around her, still inside her, she was alone.

The whistling sound grew louder through it all, eventually pulling her out of her torment.

Cyane pushed herself back up, falling back down twice with pleasure before she was able to stand. She staggered to her feet. Her legs bowed as she found her footing, knowing Cerberus’s cock was still seated deep within her, somehow.

She didn’t know how, but her mind didn’t linger, pushing through her physical confusion. Nothing was normal here.

The whistling in her ears refused to be ignored.

Another chiton dress was laid out for her, and she worked it over her head. The weightless material fell to the tops of her feet.

Perhaps it was a consequence of taking a creature like Cerberus inside her body. Something wet licked her cheek, followed by something warm nuzzling the same spot. Teeth brushed the place afterward. Cyane pressed her hand to her skin and rubbed the sensations away. He was still with her!

Her gaze shot everywhere searching for Cerberus but couldn’t find him.

Her eyes drifted to the table where a loaf of bread and fruit were laid out on a platter. She wandered over to it and picked up a grape.

Still not hungry.

She set the grape back down. She moved to the bath where tendrils of steam plumed softly into the air. Cyane dipped her hand in the water, and it came out slippery with minty oils. She wiped her hand dry on her skirt.

Thrust, lick, groan.Her hips shot forward, and she clasped the side of the tub, screaming with pleasure. Her hips jerked several more times, moved by some unseen force. Her inner thighs grew slick.

It stopped, and she collapsed to the floor, resting her brow on the side of the bath. She waited for the next onslaught, but it didn’t come.

A crash like a giant wave startled her. Several more followed after it, jolting her body each time. The sound came from outside the room, from the terrace. She pulled herself to her feet. But as she neared, she noticed Hades’s castle was missing, and the odd crashes grew with the sound of whistling.

What the?Styx and its current of souls were gone too. It was replaced by a wild black and red ocean in every direction. The waves hitting the tower below were the source of the noise.

She’d heard stories from the nuns that hell was by the ocean, was in the ocean, deep, so deep underground that the easiest way to get there were the trenches. She’d never believed it, until now.

I always loved the water…Cyane inhaled deeply, biting back fear. She bit back receding clenches of pleasure as well. Was she going to face Poseidon now?