I Am Zeus
Chapter 64: You’re mine, Metis*

Chapter 64: You’re mine, Metis*

The stone chamber pulsed with the raw energy of their union, the air thick with the mingled scents of lavender, ocean salt, and the musky heat of their bodies. Metis’s cries echoed off the marble walls, her fingers white-knuckled as they gripped the edge of the cluttered table, vials and bowls rattling with each of Zeus’s relentless thrusts. His cock filled her completely, stretching her pussy with every deep, forceful stroke, the slick heat of her arousal coating him as their bodies collided. Sparks of divine light flared where their skin met, golden and searing, as if the heavens themselves were igniting in response to their passion.

Zeus’s hand on her hip was a vice, his fingers digging into her flesh with a possessive intensity that made her heart race. His other hand worked her clit with merciless precision, circling the swollen bud until Metis’s legs trembled, her moans rising into desperate gasps. The pleasure was a tidal wave, threatening to drown her, but she pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with a hunger that matched his own. The table creaked ominously beneath them, its ancient wood protesting the force of their divine coupling.

"Gods, you feel so fucking good," Zeus growled, his voice a low thunder that vibrated through her core. He leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back, his lips finding the sensitive curve of her neck. His teeth grazed her skin, then bit down, drawing a sharp cry from her as pleasure-pain sparked through her. Metis’s pussy clenched around him, the sensation driving her closer to the edge, her body trembling with the need for release.

But Zeus was relentless, his rhythm unyielding as he fucked her harder, each thrust a claim that shook the very foundations of the chamber. The air shimmered with their combined power, the faint crackle of lightning weaving through the room like a living thing. Metis’s moans grew louder, her body arching as she surrendered to the onslaught of sensation, her mind consumed by the heat of his cock, the pressure of his fingers, the roughness of his breath against her skin.

With a sudden surge of power, Zeus pulled her upright, his arm banding around her waist as he lifted her from the table. Her feet left the ground, her body weightless in his grasp as the room dissolved into a swirling vortex of storm and starlight. They were no longer bound by the confines of the chamber, their divine essence tearing them free into a realm of their own creation—a tempest of roiling clouds and electric arcs where the laws of mortals held no sway. _{fre ewebno(v)e\l.(c)om}

Metis’s hair whipped around her face, dark strands dancing in the howling wind as Zeus held her aloft, his cock still buried deep inside her. Her legs wrapped around his hips, her pussy gripping him tightly as he thrust up into her, each stroke a deliberate assault on her senses. Sparks erupted where their bodies met, illuminating the storm around them like a celestial forge. Metis’s cries mingled with the roar of the wind, her hands clutching his shoulders as she arched into him, her breasts bouncing with each powerful thrust.

"Fuck, Zeus," she gasped, her voice raw with need as she ground against him, chasing the pleasure that coiled tighter in her core. His hands gripped her ass, spreading her open as he fucked her mid-air, the storm raging around them. Lightning bolts arced closer, their heat kissing her skin as Zeus’s lips found her breast, sucking her nipple into his mouth with a hunger that made her moan. His tongue swirled around the sensitive peak, his teeth grazing just hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure straight to her clit.

Metis’s fingers tangled in his golden hair, pulling him closer as she rode the edge of ecstasy, her pussy clenching around his cock with every thrust. The storm responded to their passion, the clouds swirling tighter, the lightning weaving a cage of light around them. Zeus’s hand slid between them, his fingers finding her clit again, rubbing with a relentless rhythm that made her vision blur. The pleasure was unbearable, a wildfire consuming her from the inside out, and she felt the pressure building to a breaking point.

But Zeus wasn’t content to let her fall yet. With a low growl, he shifted their position, spinning her to face away from him, her back pressed against his chest as he held her thighs apart. The new angle drove him deeper, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside her that made her scream. Metis’s hands reached back, gripping his neck as she arched into him, her body trembling with the intensity of his thrusts. The storm roared louder, the wind howling as if echoing their desire, the air thick with the scent of their arousal.

Zeus’s lips found her ear, his breath hot and ragged as he whispered, "You’re mine, Metis." His words were a claim, a promise, and they sent a shiver racing down her spine. His fingers worked her clit faster, his cock driving into her with a force that shook the heavens. Metis’s moans became cries, her body trembling as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak, her pussy clenching around him like a vice.

The storm pulsed with their passion, the lightning crackling closer, its heat a lover’s caress against their skin. Metis’s body tensed, her breath hitching as the coil in her core snapped. Her orgasm hit like a cataclysm, a scream tearing from her throat that made the sky itself shudder. Her pussy spasmed around his cock, waves of ecstasy crashing through her, each one more intense than the last. Sparks erupted from her skin, merging with the lightning as the storm roared, bolts splitting the clouds in a divine explosion of light and sound.

Zeus’s release followed, a primal roar escaping him as he spilled inside her, his cock pulsing with the force of his climax. The heavens shook, the storm exploding in a symphony of power as their combined essence tore through the realm. Metis’s body trembled, her chest heaving as she clung to him, their bodies still joined in the aftershocks of their passion.

But Zeus’s hunger hadn’t faded. His eyes burned with a fire that promised more, and he kissed her again, slow and deep, his cock still hard inside her. "We’re far from done," he murmured, his voice a dark vow that sent a fresh wave of heat through her. Metis’s lips curved into a wicked smile, her body already aching for the next round.

The storm churned around them, the clouds swirling with untamed energy as Zeus guided her to straddle him mid-air, his hands gripping her hips as she sank down onto his cock. The sensation was exquisite, a delicious burn that made her moan. Metis set the pace now, rolling her hips with deliberate slowness, savoring the way he filled her. Zeus’s hands roamed her body, one cupping her breast, the other sliding to her ass, squeezing as she rode him.

The lightning danced closer, its heat kissing their skin as Metis moved faster, her moans mingling with the storm’s roar. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, the taste of power and desire lingering on their tongues. As Metis’s rhythm grew more desperate, Zeus thrust up to meet her, their bodies colliding with a force that sent sparks flying. The storm pulsed with their passion, the lightning waiting to strike again, as their bodies moved together, a divine dance that would burn through the night.