There was my naughty Titan.
He kissed me hard, and this time when he moved there was no caution about it. The first thrust slid me along the bed, but it didn’t hurt. My body was more than ready for him. Whimpering, begging sounds fell from my lips as he drove that powerful body into me and I felt the next orgasm building.
#HowManyIsThat #BreakingRecords
We kissed the entire time. Cronus was so thorough in loving me. No one could ever compare to him. Not even if I searched for a thousand lifetimes.
I’d been forcing myself to hold back on the orgasm, wanting to come with him, but Cronus had other plans. Slipping his hand between us, he ran a finger over me, through the wetness there, and I knew I was going to explode soon.
Our kiss broke off as I gasped, and he lowered his head to take my right nipple into his mouth. The second his tongue caressed the stiff peak, the powerful swirl of an orgasm raced through me, and as much as I had tried to prolong the pleasure, I couldn’t.
“Cronus,” I screamed, everything shattering to the point that I swore I saw stars behind my closed eyelids. Mere seconds later, he followed me, my name on his lips as he came hard.
We remained joined for a few moments, our breathing heavy at first, until eventually it calmed. When he finally slid away from my body, I ached at the loss.
“I didn’t hurt you, right?” he said, running his gaze over me.
I shook my head. “You didn’t hurt me or the baby. We’re both fine.”
As if to prove my point, she kicked me hard, and I was grateful that she’d waited until after the sex to do that.#NoNeedToMakeItWeirdRight #PregnantSexIsFine #AllFine
Lying back in Cronus’ arms, I trailed a finger across his bare chest, deciding that I was too exhausted to shower yet, despite the mess he’d left. “So, what’s your idea for Zeus?”
He was silent a moment. “I’m going to play off of his ego and love of power.”
“How do you mean?”
Cronus’ eyes grew dark, jaw set. “I’m going back to our roots. I’m going to challenge him to a game. The winner gets the sins and the box.”
“Like the Greek games? The Olympics?” I was trying to remember my mythology now.
For a moment I imagined Cronus and Zeus engaging in a running match and nearly burst into laughter.
“No.” His voice was stone cold. “Something much more sinister. Winner takes all. We just have to ensure that whatever way it plays out, there’s no real room for him to cheat and lie. His honor is nonexistent.”
Understatement of the year.
Chapter 8
“We will split into two teams!” Cronus told the Titans, who had all gathered back on the beach the following morning. “Gods against Titans. Winner gets the box and the sins.”
Okeanos nodded. “How do we know Zeus will keep his word?”
“This is the part I needed to think about,” Cronus said, turning to take them all in. “Because we know that bastard is shady as fuck.”
#ITaughtHimThat
“But I believe with the right blood oath between Zeus and I, enacted by Narida, who will judge and oversee the competition, we should be fairly safe.”
We weren’t exactly on one-hundred-percent trusting terms with Narida, but she was probably the only one with enough power to really ensure a fair fight, so we would have to hope Zeus hadn’t gotten to her first for a double double-cross.
“Why don’t we just take the box and sins from Zeus and then kill him!” Koios suggested, sounding annoyed. “We have the power.” Crius stood next to him, nodding his agreement.
Cronus almost looked pained when he shook his head. “As much as I would love to do that, there are two risks involved. One, we can’t randomly kill all the gods or we’ll have a massive power imbalance that might end the world. And two, we might free the sins again. This is a controlled manner where he will give them to us willingly, no battle, and we can keep them from accidently being released. After the sins are secured, I’ll kill Zeus. His single death should not be too much for the balance.”
I looked for a sign that Rhea might fight him on that and try to save her precious Zeus. She seemed to go back and forth on hating or saving him, depending on her mood. Today she wasn’t on “Team Zeus,” and simply nodded. Maybe she was finally realizing he was too far down the dark path to be saved. Eternity in the underworld might not even make him see clearly, but without these measures, Earth and every human life would be lost to Zeus and the sins he carried. Not even his mother loved him enough to allow that to happen.
“What do you need from us, brother?” Hyperion asked.
