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"No time. Don't need it," Eris said disjointedly, her hand wrapping around his dick. He was so hot and hard, she was torn between sucking it and fucking it. Her pussy made the decision for her, its ache growing painful. She rubbed the tip of him over her, wetting him down with her come and making her body tingle all over again. She could get off again just by doing that. Enzo made a strangled little groan that made her rub against him again.

"You keep doing that, and I'm going to come before I even get inside you," he said. One hand moved to cup her breast and teased her nipple. He rose a little and unclipped her hair, letting it spill over her pale skin like midnight. "Fuck, ride me, baby. Make it hard."

"Pushy little mortal," she said and sank down on his cock. His thick body bucked, and a curse slipped out of his mouth. She leaned down and licked his lips as she let her body adjust to the size of him. She knew he would feel good, but she was quickly losing every shred of control. Eris gripped his chest and rolled her hips slowly.

"Fucking hell, Eris, stop teasing me, or I'll take over and pound your perfect cunt the way it deserves," Enzo growled.

"Such a filthy mouth for such a nice boy," Eris said and put her fingers between his lips. "Hush now and take what I give you." Enzo responded by sucking her fingers and thrusting up into her.

Eris laughed, her power rising with her lust, and she gave him exactly what he was begging for. She took his cock into her hard and fast, making him groan around her fingers. He braced his feet on the mattress and fucked up every time she lowered herself on him until they found a rhythm that had her taking him to her limit every time. All of the pent-up tension that had been building between them for weeks exploded, and she couldn't fuck him hard enough, deep enough. She screamed out another orgasm before Enzo pulled out of her and rolled her onto her back. He tossed one of her legs over his shoulder and fucked back into her.

"Yes, more. Fuck, more," Eris begged.

Enzo's smile was a wild and wicked thing above her as he pounded into her. He was using her reckless and rough, and she loved every second of it. There was no hesitation in his actions or hiding the need from his face. He fucked her like his life depended on it, and she had never felt so seen and wanted.

Eris twisted her fingers in his curls and tugged them hard. "Come for me, Enzo. Fill me up until you're leaking out of me."

Enzo's pupils blew out, and he took her mouth in a punishing kiss. He fucked her for another minute before his breathing stammered, and his orgasm shook through him. Eris's pussy tightened, and he gripped her hips hard, holding her to him as he came. They were both panting as they kissed, unable to stop.

Enzo dropped her leg from his shoulder and rolled her so she was half on top of him, his dick still throbbing inside of her. "Fucking hell, goddess. I needed that."

Eris rubbed her face against his hairy pec. "Me too. You better rest up, mortal. I'm not nearly finished with you yet."

"Good, because I'm not done with you yet either." Enzo lifted her chin so he could take her mouth again and kiss every remaining thought out of her head.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Enzo was more relaxed than he had been for the past three years. His hands rested lightly on the ships's wheel as they sailed with nothing but sun and sea around them.

Depending on the wind and waves, it would take them a few days at the most to make it to Crete. Occasionally, he would see shadows dancing about the sails and knew that Eris was doing something to speed them along. He had spotted Korfu early in the morning while she had gone back to sleep, and if they kept traveling at such a speed, it wouldn't be much longer until they neared Kefalonia. They were making excellent time. Too excellent. But he wasn't about to complain about divine help guiding them along.

The goddess herself had finally woken up and was back in her usual place on deck with a book and a drink.

Enzo's hands tightened on the wheel as he thought about how he woke up that morning at dawn with Eris's luscious mouth wrapped around his dick like she was determined to suck the life right from him. He thought about her the night before, naked and demanding as she rode him.Fucking glorious.

Enzo was a big guy and had always been aware of his size and strength. He had never really unleashed himself on a lover forfear of hurting them unintentionally. For the first time, he didn't have to worry about that. The goddess of chaos took everything he gave her and then gave back twice as much.

As if she realized she was being observed, Eris slid a kaftan over her bikini and went to join him at the wheel. Her wild black hair had been piled up in a clip, leaving her long neck bare.

"You have a thoughtful look on your face," she said, kissing his cheek before sitting in the chair beside him. "What's on your mind?"

"That I'm grateful we don't have to do every stop on Aeneas's journey. Otherwise, it would take us months to break your curse," Enzo replied. It wasn't a lie; hehadbeen thinking about it amongst his lustful recollections about his goddess.

"The Fates weren't specific enough, but that's no surprise. They no doubt saw that the palladium would take over as a guide. Have you felt anything from it today?" Eris asked.

Enzo shook his head. "No, but the visions I had in Castro left an impression. I can't stop thinking about it. Something happened in Crete, and it involved Athena and a lot of pain. Do you know anything about it?"

Eris's dark brows drew together. "Thoth was going to check into it for me, but he said that Athena wasn't really Zeus's daughter. Like Aphrodite, she was a much older goddess who got assimilated into what became the Greek pantheon."

"So the story of her being born out of Zeus's head was a bunch of bullshit?" Enzo asked.

Eris smiled. "Most stories about the gods are a bunch of bullshit. According to Thoth, when the Mycenaeans conquered their way through the Aegean, they began to assimilate the gods of those lands. They would 'ceremoniously' marry Zeus, their thunder god, off to local goddesses. They would be downgraded to liaisons as time went on, but the ancient ones who refused to be married became other relations. Aphrodite became his aunt;Athena became his daughter, etc. Whatever happened between Athena and Zeus must have been more than a fling because she has always been very loyal to him, as if she owed him some incredible debt. The other gods thought that if anyone could kill Zeus, it would be Athena because she had always been the closest to him. He'd always trusted her more than anyone else."

Enzo rubbed at his eyes, the echoes of strong emotions from the palladium reverberating through him. "Whatever made her loyal to him, my guess is that it happened on Crete. When I have visions of it, it always comes with intense feelings of loss and despair. I can taste ash and blood in my mouth. Something really horrible must have happened to her there."

"I wish we knew where Poseidon was. He might have a better idea. Like Athena, he was closely connected to Crete and could have witnessed what really happened." Eris reached over and took his hand to squeeze it. "I'm sure we will figure it out when we get where the palladium is leading us. Try not to let it cause you too much distress. The Fates have sent the three of us on this journey to break more than just my own curse."

"You're right. I suppose I just don't want to fail at helping you. You deserve to be free, the both of you do," Enzo said, drawing his arm around her waist.

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