Page 33 of Meduso
Our relationship was blossoming and I could no longer deny my attraction to the god. Despite this, I could not fully give myself to him.
Poseidon remained respectful with me, but he was a god after all. How long could I expect him to linger for?
“We need to talk, Meduso.”
“Talk about what?”
“It has now been a month since I revealed to you my intentions for my presence with you, yet you still have not been fully open with me. I cannot continue to proceed like this if your heart is not set on me.”
I was still timid and confused about what to do. “I’m sorry. I just need more time…”
Poseidon interrupted me. “But is that not what I’ve given you? Have you not had weeks to think things through? I must look so foolish right now.”
I felt terrible for making Poseidon feel this way. I extended my hand to reach his shoulder, but Poseidon yanked his arm away.
“I must go,” he announced, disgruntled.
“Go? But you just got here. Will you be back?” Paranoia struck me, afraid that Poseidon may never return.
“I cannot say for sure.” The sea god sprinted into the water and dove in, disappearing from my sight.
I fell to the sand. The idea of losing not only Perseus, but now Poseidon too, began to sink in. Tears gravitated to the surface of my lids. I did my absolute best to keep my promise to Perseus. I was loyal to a fault, but was my loyalty worth living alone, stuck as a servant for the rest of my life?
No. This couldn’t be how my life would pan out. Seeing Perseus again was an unsure thing, but having Poseidon in my life was a guarantee. I now fully understood this and could finally come to terms with it. I rose to my feet and jogged towards the edge of the shore, the end of the tide barely grazing my toes.
Desperation loomed within me, wanting Poseidon to return. “Please, Poseidon! Come back! I’m so sorry for everything! I do want to be with you!”
No response.
My shouting persisted. “I beg of you! I need you, Poseidon! I don’t want to go on without you!”
I was about to give up hope when suddenly, a glimmer of light shone through the water. Poseidon’s head slowly came up, out of the sea.
I ran into the sea towards him, placing my palms on his chest to feel him. To claim him. The vision I once had of passionately feeling the man emerging from the sea was now really happening, a prophecy fulfilled.
Poseidon leaned forward to kiss me. This time, I was unable to turn him away. A switch turned on; an impulse overtook me, allowing me to release myself to the god by passionately kissing him back.
I was so caught up in this moment, all thoughts of Perseus were cast aside. I let the god claim me. My body tingled, wanting to feel Poseidon inside of me. I was losing complete control of myself, giving in to Poseidon. We continued to get lost in one another and made love on the beach that night. Soon, thoughts of Perseus were drifting further and further away, like a cloud disappearing on a warm, sunny day.
There wasn’t a single night that went by where I didn’t meet Poseidon out on the beach. We continued to make passionate love there every time. Poseidon serving as my escape from this temple prison. My daily chores and duties became all the more tolerable, knowing I would be greeted by the warm, thick arms of the sea god at the end of the day once all was done. Sometimes, I found myself sneaking off earlier than I should, knowing no one would come searching for me if I left my work just an hour or two earlier than I was supposed to.
Euryale and Stheno also took notice of my sudden change in attitude. Euryale was neatly folding temple cloths beside me as she struck up a conversation about it.
“You seem more chipper than usual,” Euryale shared.
“I do?” I pretended to not take notice of my change of heart.
“Yes. You’ve been so overcome with grief for the past few years. What has happened now, all of a sudden?”
“Just a fresh perspective, I suppose.” I had to lie to my sisters. Telling them about my passionate rendezvous with Poseidon was completely out of the question. Not only would they not understand the need for me to take that risk in meeting with the god every night, but I knew my sisters would forbid me from doing so at any point in the future, once this became known to them. Therefore, I had no choice but to keep them in the dark on this.
“Hmmm. Well, I’m very relieved to see you’re out of that slump, at least,” Euryale replied. “I’ve been worried about you.”
I warmly smiled, hearing her caring sincerity. “I appreciate that. But I think I’m okay now. I was just not in the right headspace for a while there.”
“Good. Glad that you came to your senses.” Euryale then left me to attend to another chore, now that the white cloths of her pile were all intricately folded. I still had a while to go with my pile in the meantime. Little did Euryale know that I purposefully went slow with my folding, making sure it would be my last task of the day, knowing that no other priestesses nor servants would come into this room for the remainder of the evening. Once the coast was clear, I bolted out of the room and down the empty hallway, out of the temple, proceeding towards the secluded beach.
Upon my arrival, I was stunned to see a different scene besides Poseidon laid out in the sand, naked, showing off his irresistible body. There was a lit fire, with a table full of a variety of foods including, apples, grapes, cooked fish, and various assorted meats. Poseidon approached me with a goblet of wine. “Here, I thought we could do something different tonight.”
