Hera and
Aries have taken over Olympus. The other Gods have one chance to free Zeus and
take his rightful place. However, in order to do so the other Gods must be
willing to sacrifice their freedom for his. They have only a short time to
accomplish this and the stones will lead the way. Twelve keys will release Zeus
from Icarus and those keys are each a mate to the chosen ones. Each obstacle is
a labor Hercules is all too familiar with.
Can they succeed before their time runs out or are they all doomed?
Finding out
his mate is a griffin and blind as well does not stop Hephaestus from pursuing
the man. When his mate Timmy discovers that Hera was behind the attack that
killed his family and there are more survivors, Hephaestus must go and help
save the others and keep Timmy alive while doing it.
Adult Excerpt
Timmy gently
opened to Hephaestus and Hephaestus didn't waste any time as he slipped his
tongue in and tasted his mate's warm, moist mouth. Timmy caught on quickly as
their tongues danced a dance as old as time and teeth clacked together. Hearing
Timmy hum with desire brought Hephaestus's desires to the surface even more so
than they were to start with.
Pulling back
for a breath, Hephaestus took that time to quickly divest Timmy of his shirt so
he could feel skin beneath his palms. The sounds coming from Timmy were going
straight to Hephaestus's balls. Then he felt Timmy bring his hands under his
shirt with soft, timid motions, rubbing his abs and pectoral muscles.
Jerking
back, Hephaestus pulled his shirt off and said, almost begging, “Touch me,
Timmy. I love the feeling of your hands running across my skin.”
“How do you
have so many firm, well-defined muscles and your rough hands on my skin are
like sparks lighting my body into flames?” Timmy whispered.
Hephaestus
swallowed hard as he tried to answer. “I work with my hands. I'm a blacksmith.
I make weapons with metal and fire for the Gods.”
“One day I
think I would like to be touching you while you create something. I can feel
your muscles tighten and move with each stoke,” Timmy said in a breathless
voice.
Hephaestus
pulled Timmy tighter to him, grinding his hard, weeping cock into his mate as
he growled. “You can touch me anytime, but right now I want to touch and kiss
every part of your body and then I am going to turn you over that bed, put you
on your hands and knees, and plow my shaft into your pulsing hole.”
Timmy's face
became desperate as he begged, “Please!”
Hephaestus
stepped back from Timmy. When his mate made a desperate cry, Hephaestus ground
out, “Baby, I'm not going anywhere, but I need to get these clothes off right
now!”
Timmy
unzipped his pants and quickly brought them down, forgetting he had his shoes
on. He would have fallen if Hephaestus had not caught him and whispered,
“Careful, Timmy. I don't want you hurting yourself.”
Blushing,
Timmy said, “I forgot to take off my shoes.”
The smile
was in Hephaestus’s voice as he said, “I want you just as desperately, mate.
Let me help you out.”
Getting on his
knees, Hephaestus helped remove Timmy's shoes and socks and then stood back up,
about swallowing his own tongue when Timmy lowered his pants all the way and
scooted up the bed, spreading his legs and grasping his own cock in his hands.
“Oh Gods,
you are sexy,” Hephaestus gasped out.
Timmy's
voice was desperate with need as he said, “Hurry, Heph!”
Finishing
removing his clothing, Hephaestus climbed over his mate and began to kiss
Timmy's shoulders. He made his way down to his left nipple and nipped it with
his teeth, then licked away the sting. Hearing Timmy hiss with passion,
Hephaestus made his way to the other nipple and repeated his movements.
Kissing his
way down to his mate’s navel, Hephaestus rolled his tongue in circles a few
times and then slid his tongue even lower.
Timmy spread
his legs even wider and began to raise his hips, but Heph was not about to rush
their first time. Holding Timmy's hips, he licked the inner crease next to his
man's balls then took Timmy's sac into his mouth.
“Heph…Heph…”
Timmy sobbed as he again tried to lift his hips, but Hephaestus held them down
as he drove his nose into his mate’s shaft smelling the glorious muskiness of
his mate as he plundered Timmy's nut sac.
Humming his
pleasures, Hephaestus slurred once more before raising up slightly and licking
the oozing pre-cum that was making its way down his man's shaft. “You taste so
damn good, my little mate.”
Terry could
only moan and wiggle as he grabbed Hephaestus's hair and tried to pull him down
to his leaking shaft for more loving. Heph, not wanting to disappoint his man,
took Timmy up on his offer and wrapped his lips around Timmy's cockhead and
slowly lowered down his mate’s hard, leaking shaft.
Taking his
tongue on the underside of that long, pulsing vein, Heph played with the
underside of the cockhead, making Timmy squeal. His mate’s responses were more
than Heph could hope for and his own cock jumped in response and grew harder to
the point of pain.
Hephaestus
pumped his hips, enjoying the friction of the comforter on his aching shaft as
he moved his mouth up and down Timmy's shaft.
“Heph…I
need…I need…” Timmy tried to talk, but to Hephaestus’s joy and contentment he
couldn't finish his sentence as Heph increased the suction on his man's shaft.
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