CHAPTER 117: “SHE’S GLOWING,”*

The dawn light crept through the tall windows of Zeus’s room, casting a soft golden glow over the tangled mess of crimson sheets. Demeter lay curled against Zeus, her golden hair spilling across his chest, her body still humming from their relentless passion. Her skin was flushed, her thighs sticky with their combined release, her pussy tender but sated. Zeus’s arm rested possessively around her, his breathing deep and steady, his cock now soft against his thigh, glistening faintly in the early light. The air was heavy with the musky scent of sex, the fire in the corner reduced to glowing embers, but the heat between them lingered, a quiet promise of more.

A soft creak broke the silence—the heavy wooden door swinging open. Demeter’s eyes fluttered open, her heart jumping as two figures stepped into the room: Metis, with her sleek raven hair and piercing blue eyes, and Leto, her auburn curls catching the dawn light, her expression a mix of surprise and amusement. Both goddesses froze for a moment, their gazes sweeping over the scene—Demeter’s flushed, naked body pressed against Zeus, the rumpled sheets, the unmistakable evidence of their marathon of pleasure.

"Well," Metis said, her voice smooth but laced with a teasing edge, "looks like we missed quite the feast." She crossed her arms, her flowing silver gown shimmering as she leaned against the doorframe, her lips curling into a knowing smirk.

Leto laughed softly, her green eyes sparkling as she stepped closer, her own golden dress swaying with her hips. "Didn’t expect to find this when we came to check on you, Zeus," she said, her tone playful but warm. "Demeter, you look... thoroughly claimed."

Demeter’s cheeks burned, and she tugged the sheet up to cover herself, though it did little to hide the flush on her skin or the way her thighs pressed together instinctively. "I—uh—" she stammered, glancing at Zeus, who just grinned, unbothered by the intrusion.

"Relax, both of you," Zeus said, his voice a low rumble, still thick with satisfaction. He sat up, the sheet sliding down to reveal the hard lines of his chest and the trail of dark hair leading lower. "No need to act shy now. You’re here, so you might as well join the party."

Metis raised an eyebrow, her smirk widening as she stepped closer, her gaze flicking to Demeter. "You sure about that? Looks like Demeter’s had you all to herself for a while."

Demeter’s blush deepened, but she didn’t look away, her curiosity outweighing her embarrassment. Leto moved to the edge of the bed, her fingers brushing the sheets as she looked at Zeus, then Demeter. "She’s glowing," Leto said softly, almost to herself. "You’ve done well, Zeus."

Zeus chuckled, his hand sliding down Demeter’s back, making her shiver. "She’s tougher than she looks," he said, echoing his earlier words. "But I’m not done yet. Plenty to go around."

The air shifted, charged with a new kind of tension. Metis and Leto exchanged a glance, a silent agreement passing between them. Without a word, Metis reached for the clasp of her gown, letting the silver fabric slide off her shoulders to pool on the floor. Her body was lean and graceful, her breasts full, nipples already hardening in the cool air. Leto followed, her golden dress falling away to reveal soft curves and pale skin kissed by freckles. Both goddesses stood bare, their eyes locked on Zeus, their confidence electric.

Demeter’s breath caught, her eyes darting between them, unsure but intrigued. Zeus’s cock twitched, already stirring again as he took in the sight of the two goddesses. "Come here," he said, his voice a low command, and they obeyed, moving with a feline grace toward the bed.

Metis knelt first, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders as she leaned down, her lips brushing the inside of Zeus’s thigh. Leto joined her, her auburn curls falling forward as she positioned herself on his other side. Demeter watched, her heart pounding, as the two goddesses worked in tandem, their mouths inching closer to Zeus’s cock, which was now hardening rapidly, thick and veined, still slick from his time with Demeter.

Metis’s tongue flicked out, teasing the base of his cock, while Leto’s lips closed around one of his balls, sucking gently. Zeus groaned, a deep, guttural sound that sent a fresh wave of heat through Demeter’s core. "Fuck," he muttered, his head tipping back, his hands fisting the sheets. Metis’s tongue traced slow, deliberate circles around his shaft, lapping at the lingering taste of Demeter’s arousal, while Leto’s mouth worked his balls with a soft, rhythmic suction, her tongue swirling over the sensitive skin.

Demeter’s pussy throbbed, her body responding despite its exhaustion. She shifted, sitting up slightly, her eyes glued to the scene. Metis glanced up, catching her gaze, and winked. "Enjoying the show?" she murmured, before taking Zeus’s cock into her mouth, her lips stretching around his thickness as she sucked him deep. Leto hummed in approval, her mouth still on his balls, the vibrations drawing another groan from Zeus.

The sight was overwhelming—Metis’s head bobbing, her cheeks hollowing as she worked his cock, Leto’s lips and tongue teasing his balls, their movements perfectly synchronized. Zeus’s hips bucked slightly, his cock glistening with Metis’s saliva, the head flushed and swollen. "Gods, you two," he growled, his voice rough with pleasure.

Demeter’s hand drifted between her thighs, her fingers brushing her still-sensitive pussy, slick with Zeus’s cum. She moaned softly, unable to look away as Metis and Leto worshipped him, their mouths relentless. Zeus’s eyes flicked to her, dark with hunger. "Come here," he said, reaching for her.

She hesitated for a moment, then crawled closer, her body trembling with anticipation. Zeus pulled her into a deep kiss, his tongue claiming her mouth as Metis and Leto continued below. The wet sounds of their sucking filled the room, mingling with Zeus’s grunts and Demeter’s soft gasps. His hand slid down her body, finding her pussy and slipping two fingers inside, curling them against her sensitive walls. She cried out into his mouth, her hips rocking against his hand as pleasure sparked through her again.

Metis pulled back, her lips glistening, and guided Zeus’s cock toward Demeter. "Your turn," she said, her voice husky. Demeter’s eyes widened, but she leaned down, her lips brushing the tip of his cock, tasting the mix of her own arousal and Metis’s saliva. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, and Zeus groaned, his hand tangling in her hair.

Leto moved up, kissing along Zeus’s chest, her fingers teasing his nipples as Demeter sucked him deeper, her pussy clenching at the sound of his pleasure. Metis’s fingers joined Zeus’s, slipping inside Demeter’s dripping pussy, pumping slowly as Demeter moaned around his cock. The room was a symphony of sounds—wet slurps, low grunts, and desperate moans—as the four of them moved together, lost in a haze of lust.

Zeus pulled Demeter up, his cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop. "I need you again," he growled, flipping her onto her back. Metis and Leto watched, their hands roaming each other’s bodies but focused on Zeus as he spread Demeter’s legs wide. Her pussy was red, swollen, and dripping with cum, and she whimpered as he thrust into her, filling her completely. "Fuck!" she screamed, her nails digging into his shoulders as he fucked her hard, his cock sliding in and out with relentless force.

Metis and Leto knelt beside them, their hands teasing Demeter’s breasts, their lips brushing her skin as Zeus pounded into her. Her pussy clenched around him, her orgasms coming faster now, each one ripping through her with a scream. Zeus’s grunts grew louder, his thrusts erratic, until he came again, his cock pulsing inside her, filling her with more cum.

They didn’t stop. The night blurred into a frenzy of positions—Demeter riding Zeus while Metis kissed her neck, Leto bent over the bed as Zeus took her from behind, their bodies slick with sweat and cum, their moans echoing until the dawn burned bright.