Pleasure rippled through her as Zeus’ mouth went to work on her pussy, leaving her moaning and writhing for him. There was no pain in her shoulder to compete with the sensations he was creating. She ran her fingers over the top of his head as she arched, pressing her pussy more firmly against his mouth and tongue. Her clit throbbed as he sucked it between his lips, making her whimper, her heels digging into the backs of his shoulders as ripples of ecstasy flowed through her.
“Oh, fuck… Zeus… fuck!” Her head whipped back and forth as her pleasure crescendoed, rising higher and higher with every sucking pull of his mouth. She cried out wordlessly, letting the erotic bliss take her.
A moment later, he shifted.
He was on top of her, his mouth covering hers, drinking in her cry, and his cock was sliding into her. It felt different somehow. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper as he bent over her, hands flat on either side of her body. Caging her in beneath him.
The hard thrust of his hips pushed his groin against her swollen clit, sending rapture sizzling along her synapses. Yasmine reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, feeling only the tiniest twinge in her shoulder.
He thrust, firm and slow, taking his time with dragging strokes that sent her spiraling along a wave of ecstasy that grew and grew. Digging her nails into his shoulders, she clamped down around him, her muscles tightening and releasing as fireworks burst through her.
Feeling his final surge, the hardness of his cock going so deep, then the burst of warmth inside her… Yasmine finally realized what felt so different. Because it was.
He’d left off the condom.
Collapsing on top of her, purposefully landing on her uninjured side, Zeus turned his head, brushing his lips along her cheek. Yasmine turned her head to face him.
“I really love you,” she whispered.
His answering smile was glorious.
“I love you, too, princess.”
There was no proof that the curse was broken, never to return… but Yasmine didn’t need proof. She felt it in her heart.
Epilogue
Claudia
Group Text Started by Yasmine
Group renamed to Brat Chat
Yasmine
I’ve decided it isn’t fair that the guys get a group chat and we don’t.
Jennifer
Ooooooh, you’re gonna be in trouuuuuble!
Yasmine
Claudia can’t be mean to me. I got shot.
Cassidy
You know, eventually you’re not going to be able to use that anymore.
Yasmine
But today is not that day.
Naomi
I’m pretty sure it will always work on me.
Audrey