Chapter 4 - Thea

Ryder and I were alone after Zane left. The TV was on, and Sterling Blackwood’s face was big as life. Ryder hit the remote, “Gods, he’s fucking annoying; everywhere I turn, tv, social media, billboards, there he is.”

“He loves showing just how much money he has to throw around,” I said. “He has over one million followers and hasn’t even officially launched. Asshole even named it after his daughter. Black Narcissus.”

“Such a tool,” Ryder chuckled.

Ryder explained some of what Zane had to do for his father over the years.

“Zane has done all sorts of things for a long time. He’s not as bad as my father or Zeus, but he still has a chip on his shoulder.”

“My mother wants me to work for her security company, so she had me go to that awful college. I was supposed to go for more than the normal four years, fast track to a master's degree.”

“Supposed to?”

“Oh, sorry, I was kicked out of school; I broke into the dean’s office and stole the answers to the finals.”

“Quite the risk taker,” Ryder winked.

“Yeah, my mother wasn’t too happy.”

“Oh, yes, to learn responsibility from those older than you,” He chuckled.

“Something like that,” I smiled.

I noticed that Ryder had a coral pendant around his neck. “This is beautiful. May I see it?”

“Sure,” he leaned in closer to me. The scent of the sea and spice filled my nose.

“It’s from my father. He created it right after I was born. Before he learned that my mother wasn’t a goddess, she was a witch who cast a spell over him.”

“I didn’t know witches could put spells on the gods.”

“He claims Hecate helped her, so he’s not her biggest fan. I believe her more than my father. She’s a delightful goddess. Treats all of us like we’re all her nephews.”

“Hecate is related to Zane, yes?”

“Yes.”

“Sorry, it’s hard to keep track sometimes.”

“Don’t you worry, love. It’s confusing for me, and I’ve been around a lot longer,” he smiled.

“It’s not easy being thrown into this,” I said. The realization of my situation was beginning to take hold. “My mother didn’t give me a choice. I know I’m not the only one with a mother like that; your fathers sound much worse.”

“It’s all perspective,” He gave me a little smile. “Just because our fathers are assholes who have been using us our entire lives doesn’t mean that your experiences weren’t hard for you,” he said, gently putting his hand on my knee.

“Thanks, " I smiled and leaned back on the couch. “Sure, I rebelled, but I never thought she’d send me here. Not that this is a bad place,” I said quickly, realizing what I had just said.

Ryder gave me one of his killer smiles, leaned closer, and said, “It’s alright, love; we don’t like it much either.”

My shoulders fell, and Ryder leaned closer to me. My head was nearly on his shoulder. He wasn’t being a weirdo or anything; His actions felt genuine. I had a feeling about him for some reason. That I could trust him was a little weird, seeing we had only met less than ten hours ago. He put his arm around me, and I scooched closer and closed my eyes.

The next thing I knew, it was morning. I was under a blanket on the couch. I sat up and stretched, rubbed my eyes, and smelled bacon. Zane was sitting at the table with a large mug of coffee.

“Morning, love,” Ryder said, a smile curling his lip. “Grab a plate, breakfast is ready.”

He heaped three large pancakes and two pieces of bacon on my plate. I smothered them in butter and syrup and dug in. I was famished. Zane was super quiet.

“Did you sleep well?” I asked Zane. He didn’t respond. He just looked forward.

I put my hand on his, “Are you alright?” I asked gently.

“Huh, what? Oh, sorry, yes. Just a long night,” he gave me a little smile.

“Pancakes?” Ryder asked.

“Sure, but only one, I’m not that hungry.”

“Sure thing,” Ryder answered.

Zane was still quiet as he ate his breakfast.

I was getting worried; like with Ryder, I felt a strange connection to Zane. I can’t explain it.

“Did something happen last night?” Ryder asked.

“We had a guy try and sneak through for the departed loved ones' tour.”

Zane explained what happened, the altercation, and the reasoning behind it.

He also mentioned that his father wants him to oversee some of the company's new tours.

“It’s another money scheme, and he’s again using me for his own purposes. He isn’t even pretending to dangle my freedom from this place anymore. He didn’t even bother to tell me himself; he put it in a fucking memo.”

“Asshole,” Ryder said.

“He is an asshole,” I agreed.

A smile passed Zane’s lips like he didn’t expect me to rag on his father like that. He stood up, took my hand, had me get up from the table, and hugged me. I noted that he wrapped both arms entirely around my waist and slightly brushed against my ass. I got a chill up my spine. He ended the hug and went back to his coffee and pancake. My cheeks felt hot. Hells.

I’m going to shower. Does anyone need the bathroom?”

“Nope. All good here, love,” Ryder came to the table with his plate stacked high with six pancakes.

I raised my brow, and a smile curled his lip, and he got a twinkle in his eye. I smiled back and started up the stairs.

“Thea, you have a message,” Nico called up the stairs.

“Cool, thanks! Could you just put it on the table?” I called down.

“No, you have a message; you need to come down here.” He said with annoyance in his voice. You finally say more than one word to me, and you have to be an ass, ok.

“Ok, you don’t have to get salty; I’ll come down. Geez!” Nico was standing in the hall with the other guys and Hermes himself. Fuck. I’d never met him but had heard stories. He looked about twenty years older than me and was tall with short golden curls that framed his chiseled face. He was all in white and wearing gold sneakers with wings on them. I think they were just for show and not functional, but who knows?

“So sorry,” I said, putting my head down.

“No need for formalities, Thea.” Hermes smiled. “We’ve met before; you were tiny, though.”

“Ok,” I said. “You have a message for me?”

“Ah, yes,” he said, and a blue envelope appeared in his hand.

Hells. Blue is the color my mother uses for all her business correspondence. I took the letter from him apprehensively and opened it.

Thea dear,

I hope you are well. I have gotten you a volunteer position at the Tranquility Gardens Healing Center. Apollo will be expecting you on Monday morning, Eight AM sharp. This will be a good fit for you. I know you will learn much from working with those interacting with the gods daily; you will quickly understand our role in this world. The responsibility will be beneficial.

Love, Mom.

I handed the note to Zane. He and Ryder read it, then Nico.

“Where is this healing center?” I asked.

All three guys looked at each other; another silent game of not it.

Hermes looked annoyed with them and said, “It’s about seven miles from here, as the rooster flies.”

“If it’s seven miles away, how am I going to be..” Hells!

Zane broke the silence, “It will only hurt for a minute, Thea.” He tried to give me a reassuring look.

“I see you’ve never had a Celestial Circlet,” Hermes said. “Being a fledgling, I suppose you wouldn’t. Zane speaks the truth. It will only hurt for a minute, not even that long for most.” He smiled reassuringly. “I need you to hold out your wrist, please.”

I did as he asked; Ryder took my other hand, “Look at me, and focus on my eyes.” A smile curled his lip.

Look into your eyes, gladly.

While I was nearly drowning in Ryder's iridescent blue eyes, I felt a burning sensation and turned to look at what Hermes was doing. Ryder touched my chin and turned my face back to him. A few seconds later, Hermes said, “All done.” He put his hand on Zane’s shoulder. “Zane can explain how it works; I must be off; more messages to deliver.” Poof. He was gone.

I rubbed my wrist; it stung a little. I had blue ink circled my wrist, like a tattoo, with Greek lettering, like Zane’s, but my symbols looked different. Zane tried to hide his surprise, but I noticed anyway.

“What does it say?” He knew I noticed him.

“Let’s sit in the living room.” He took my hand and guided me to the couch. Ryder and Nico followed. Zane and Ryder on either side and Nico in the leather chair across from us.

“What does it say, Zane? You’re killing me.”

Zane sighed, “It works like mine, and if you try and go past the boundaries, you’ll lose your abilities for a time.” He put his hand on my knee. “Sorry, love, your mother is the one who sets the terms.”

“All the hells! She doesn’t even have the decency to tell me that; it’s bad enough that she sent me a message and didn’t tell me to my face, but to leave that part out is such an asshole move. Grr!” I growled and scooched back onto the couch, leaning on the cushion. “She infuriates me! The gods and their little games and tests are pissing me off.”

“I don’t blame you there, love,” Ryder squeezed my hand.

“She thinks I’m a flight risk, which is so stupid. I never did anything like that in my life. Gods!” I scrubbed my face with my hand.

“You know what I think?” Ryder asked.

“Nothing good,” Nico said. Was that a little smile?

Ryder pointed to Nico, “I wasn’t asking you.” I smiled. “We need a night out.” A devilish smile formed on his lips.

“Do you think that’s such a good idea?” Zane asked.

“Our girl here needs a night out! What do you say, love?”

I nodded. Ryder grabbed my hand, pulled me toward him, and spun me around. “Wonderful!” He sang. I got a tingle through my body when he pressed me close.

“I have some calls to make!” He spun me around so hard that I landed in Zane’s lap. It took us both by surprise. I waited to see what he would do. It felt completely natural, which was freaking me out, if I’ll be honest. I had even more tingles flowing through my body now.

“Wait! I don’t have anything to wear to go out!”

Ryder winked at me, snapped his fingers, and said, “Now you do.”

“Show off,” Nico rolled his eyes in a sort of playful way as he followed Ryder out of the room.

Zane and I sat there. Would it be more awkward if I got up or stayed put? Zane leaned back on the couch and pulled me closer to him. I drew in a breath.

“The clubs here aren’t the best, and some demigods won’t take no for an answer, especially from a fledgling. I want you to stick close and let us know if anyone bothers you, alright?”

“I can take care of myself, but I appreciate the sentiment.” I smiled. He wrapped his arm around my waist, my breasts pressing into his chest, and kissed me deeply, and I leaned into the kiss. Gods. He put his hand on my thigh and the other on my back, under my shirt. I could feel the heat going to my core, and I felt him getting hard. I kissed him again.

Ryder walked in at that exact moment. “Hey, I’ve got some of. Hey! Starting the party without me is not cool!”

“We’re not having a party, asshat.”

I hopped off Zane’s lap, “I should probably get ready. What time are we leaving?”

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“Couple hours, love,” Ryder answered. I nodded and headed up the stairs.

I closed my door, leaned against it, and flopped onto my bed. Gods. I could still feel tingling in my core. I was attracted to all of them; if this was a test, I was failing. Somehow, I knew this would happen, not just because they were all immensely hot. Ryder seemed very okay with sharing, which excited me even more. I had never thought I’d be into anything like that.

I went to the closet, and there was a gentle knock on my door.

“Thea,” Zane said quietly. Shit. Is he going to tell me he regrets what just happened?

“It’s open,” I said quietly.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” Please don’t say you’re sorry.

He sat on the bed, “about what happened downstairs, I..”

I put my finger on his lips. “You don’t have to say anything. We’re both adults, and things happen. I’m not sorry they did,” I smiled softly.

His shoulders relaxed a little, and I sat back on his lap. He was immediately hard, and I was still tingling in my core. I kissed him, and he pulled me beside him on the bed. Our legs and arms were in a tangle; he brushed his lips along my ear, then my neck. I had a shiver of excitement go through me. We kissed and explored each other with our hands. I ran my hands down his arms, tracing some of his tattoos. I pulled off my shirt, and he pulled off his. He started kissing the top of my breasts, and I was running my hands on his muscular, tanned chest. He unhooked my bra, and it fell gently between us; I tossed it over my head, and he took my nipple into his mouth, bringing it to a hard peak. I moaned and arched my back. I reached for the button on his pants and released his cock from its prison. A growl came from the back of his throat as I ran my hand up and down his length. He unbuttoned my jeans and cupped my ass with his hands, pulling me closer to him. I wiggled out of my jeans, and he started to kiss my stomach, then my thighs. He took his hand and spread my legs apart, kissing my inner thigh. I was on fire.

“Fucking perfection,” he whispered.

“Zane,” I moaned as he ran his finger around my clit. I tried to pull him closer, but he moved my hands away.

“Patience, love,” he gave me a devilish smile and went back to my pussy. He began circling with his tongue, teasing my clit as he did. Then he thrust his tongue inside me and started fucking me with his tongue; I arched and scooted myself closer to get more of him into me. He kept at it, thrusting inside of me over and over. I was on the cusp, and I grabbed the sheets around me, “Oh, my god's Zane, I’m going to come.” I breathed, and he pulled up and kissed me. I let out a little whimper.

“That wasn’t nice, " I teased and cupped his ass with my hands. He took my nipple into his mouth as I reached for his length. He moved my hands away.

“Patience, I want to make you squirm,” He whispered.

“Mission accomplished,” I whispered.

He began fucking me with his finger, and I matched his rhythm with my hips, trying to take more of him in me.

“Zane, please, I need you to fuck me.”

“I’ll be right back, love,” He kissed me.

He returned with a condom in his hand. He opened the wrapper and rolled it up his length.

A smile curled his lips, and he teased my entrance with his rock-hard cock. I writhed around, trying to get him into me, and he continued to tease. hen, he thrust his entire length into me. He kissed me as I moaned louder, and he began to thrust into me; I moved my hips over and over.

“I want you to ride my cock with that wet, tight pussy of yours,” he whispered in my ear, then he slowly rolled me on top of him. I took his entire length; it felt so good that I couldn’t get enough of him. I began to move up slowly, waited a second, then slowly moved down his length. I continued to tease him.

“Now, who’s not being nice,” he growled. I gave him a devilish smile and began to move faster; he matched my rhythm, grabbing my ass and thrusting his hips farther and farther into me. Each thrust bringing me closer to release.

“Oh, my gods, Zane, I’m coming. Don’t stop, please!” He began to thrust harder until we both released at the same time. I lay on his slick chest, and he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on top of the head.

“Is it weird that it feels like we’ve known each other for more than twenty-four hours?” The moment the words hit my lips, I regretted it.

“No, not at all, love,” He kissed me.

I snuggled closer, “good,” I said, letting out a small sigh of relief.

We lay in my bed for a while, talking about everything. The sun was getting lower, and the clock on the wall told me we had been there too long.

“If we don’t get ready soon, Ryder’s going to be at my door,” I chuckled.

“You’re probably right,” he smiled, got up, leaned over me, and kissed me, then closed the door behind him. I screamed into my pillow like a silly teenager.

Gods. I sat for a minute, then went to the closet and pulled the cord so the light would turn on. I found about ten dresses that left very little to the imagination. A smile curled my lip. I pulled out a little black sequined number and black stilettos to match. I took a quick shower and left my hair down. The dress fit me perfectly. I found a super luxurious black faux fur coat that reached my ankles. Then I noticed a jewelry box on my dresser. Inside was a set of black beaded jewelry, a choker, earrings, and a bracelet that conveniently hid my new wrist accessory: Ryder, that sweet, sweet man.

I slung my coat over my arm and opened my door to Ryder, who was about to knock.

“Wow,” he said breathlessly. A smile curled my lip.

“Thanks,” I said.

He walked behind me on the stairs and made it clear he was watching my ass and hips the entire way down.

“You’re a vision, love,” Zane took my hand and kissed the back of it.

I gave him a seductive kiss on the lips. I wasn’t going to pretend nothing happened. I heard a rumble come from Nico, letting us know of his displeasure as if we didn’t know already.

“There you go again, starting the party without me,” Ryder said, raising a brow. He dipped me and kissed me just as seductively. I had to catch my breath. He was beaming. Zane laughed and interlaced my hand with his.

“Who’s driving?” I asked as Zane helped me with my coat.

“Why would we drive love when we can just teleport?” Ryder asked.

“Um, 'cause I can’t teleport.”

“Maybe not on your own,” Ryder smiled and grabbed me tight around the waist. “Hold on, love.”

I felt like I was being pulled backward from my belly button, and we were suddenly on the street in front of a club with a big blue neon sign flashing Club Vino.

“Dionysus?” I asked loudly; music was blasting out the front door.

“His sons, Alexios and Petros, twins,” Ryder answered as we walked past the long line of people waiting to get in. We passed the main door and went a bit to where there was another concrete walkway, and a blue door appeared. Zane took me around the waist and guided me in.

“That other side is for mortals,” he said, raising a brow and giving me a delicious smile.

A colossal guy was guarding the door; he looked like a mix of an ogre and an orc. He was doing his job well; his sheer size was the only tool he needed.

The music was a little more subdued but still loud, and the dance floor was full of people dancing under blue lights flashing to the beat of the music. The DJ put his hand in the air, greeting Ryder, who went to talk with him. Zane directed me to a booth that could fit about twenty people, and a scantily clothed, pink-haired nymph immediately came over to take our drink orders.

“I’ll have a lager, " Zane said. “Love?”

“Red wine, please.”

“Whisky, neat.” Nico said.

“Right away,” she flitted off to the bar.

Ryder rejoined us, holding a bottle of beer in his hand. “Alexios is going to join us in a few minutes. Unfortunately, Petros is on the mortal side tonight. He’s the wild one,” Ryder whispered, leaning over, and touching my thigh.

The waitress brought our drinks, and I took a sip. It was sweeter than I expected but rolled smoothly down my throat.

Alexios strolled over a few minutes later; he had his arms around two nymphs with his hands firmly clutched to their ass cheeks.

“Zane, Nico, so glad Ryder dragged you out tonight. And who is this vision?” He slipped into the booth and leaned across Ryder, taking my hand, and kissing the top of it. His eyes widened. The nymphs didn’t seem to care.

Ryder broke his grip, “This is Thea.”

“Nice to meet you, Thea,” he smiled wildly, drinking me all in.

Zane and Ryder gave Alexios a touch-her-and-die look that made me swell up inside. Even Nico was giving him the side eye.

“Hopefully, these boys won’t keep you all to themselves and will bring you back in a few weeks; Sterling Blackwood has chosen us for one of his epic parties,” Alexios said.

“Sterling Blackwood,” My lips scoured. “He’s such a pompous ass.”

“Publicity, doll,” Alexios said, smiling and winking at me. He put his arms on top of the booth, and both nymphs began to unbutton and unzip his pants and took turns going down on him. He acted as if it was a regular occurrence. It probably was. He continued to talk to us as if they weren’t even there. I caught myself looking, and I parted my lips. Ryder whispered, “Don’t start drooling, love,” smiling wickedly. I smiled and felt my cheeks get warm.

A little later, Willow flittered into the club. She was wearing a purple glitter spandex tube dress and black stilettos. She had purple flowers in her hair. Kneeling on the bench, ass in the air, leaned over and kissed Nico, putting her hands between his legs. I don’t want to admit I was jealous. Something inside me wanted to pull her off of him by the hair. He had no interest in me; hells, he’s barely said ten words to me. But I felt as drawn to him as the other two.

Ryder and Zane's friends popped in and out of the booth throughout the night.

“Please excuse me,” I said, standing up and sliding over Ryder’s lap to use the ladies' room. He gently kissed my neck, sending goosebumps over my entire body.

“Let me walk you there,” Zane started to stand up.

“It’s okay, Zane, darling, " Willow said. “I also have to powder my nose; I’d be happy to show Thea where the little girl's room is.” She was sticky and sweet, and it made me want to gag.

Zane looked at me, and I mouthed, “I’ll be okay.”

Willow led me to the ladies’ room. After we both used the facilities, she got this evil look in her eyes. “Everyone out!” she ordered, her demeanor completely changed and the girls scattered.

“Who do you think you are?” She seethed. She was nearly nose-to-nose with me.

“What in all the hell are you talking about?”

“Keep your hands off my Nico!” There was rage in her eyes. “I see the way you look at him!” She put her finger on my shoulder.

“I think he’s old enough to decide who he fucks.” That got her even more mad. “Aren’t you supposed to be staying away from him anyway?” She took in a breath and flinched. She wasn’t expecting that. Ha ha bitch.

“You don’t know anything! It would be best to watch yourself, fledgling.” she spat. “I’m the daughter of Demeter. You don’t want to mess with me. Keep your hands off my man!”

“Is that supposed to scare me?” I chuckled; her eyes were squinting now. “I’m the daughter of Athena, bitch, and I’ll fuck anyone I like.” I lifted her finger off my shoulder like she had the plague.

Her eyes got wide. I’d never used my mother’s name like that before; it had some punch I hate to admit.

She changed strategies. “You’re just the latest in a long line of Zane and Ryder's conquests,” she laughed. “They’ll tire of you, just like all the others.”

She got closer to me, “And let me tell you, there have been a lot.”

“How do you know I’m not using them?” I smiled devilishly and walked out of the bathroom.

When I came out, Nico and Zane stood outside the ladies' room. They both looked nervous.

“Everything ok, love?” Zane asked, taking my hand in his.

“Perfect,” I smiled deviously.

Zane let out a big laugh, and Nico had a slight curl on his lips.

“That’s my girl,” he said, hand around my waist, guiding me to the dance floor.

I turned to see Willow nearly biting Nico’s head off.

“It takes a lot to make Willow pissed off, " Zane said, slipping his hand around my waist and leading me as we danced. “What did you say to her?”

“I simply told her who I was and that I can fuck whoever I please.”

He nibbled my ear, “You certainly can love.” He pressed closer, his leg and hard cock pressed against my knee as he kissed my neck and twirled me on the dance floor. Ryder approached us, and Zane led me into Ryder’s arms while he took his hands around my waist from behind. We danced as one unit, Ryder kissing me and Zane kissing the back of my neck. I felt as if we were the only ones on the dance floor. Both men pressed themselves into me. I started to feel a tingle in my core. I felt euphoric. Maybe it was the wine, or perhaps it was something else, but I felt amazing. We danced for a bit, then went back to the booth. Nico and Willow were gone; it was just Ryder, Zane, and I.

I was between the two of them; Zane put his hand behind my head and pulled me toward him, kissing me deeply. Ryder did the same, practically tearing me from Zane and pulling me into his lap. I straddled him, and he kissed my neck and between my breasts.

“I knew this dress was a good choice, " he growled in my ear.

I laughed and kissed him as Zane kissed the back of my neck.

Someone walked up to the booth; I didn’t notice. Ryder’s hand was up the front of my dress, and I was grinding hungrily on his lap.

”No panties, naughty little goddess,” he pinched my ass. “Let’s get out of here,” he whispered.

Zane kissed my neck,” I’ll join you shortly.”

I kissed him, and Ryder whispered, “Hold on, love,” I wrapped my arms around his neck and was pulled by my middle, and we landed on the couch in the living room.

Ryder nibbled on my ear. I was so hot already, my core was on fire.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered.

I helped him take off his shirt. He laid me on the couch and started to take off my shoes, one at a time, kissing me down my entire leg until he got to my inner thigh. Then he took off my other shoe and did the same thing. He opened my legs apart and, using his finger, played with my clit. I writhed with pleasure. “Ryder,” I moaned as he continued to circle my clit. I put my hands in his hair and pulled his head closer to me.

“Soon, my little sex-starved goddess,” he teased. He was moving up, kissing my stomach. He pulled my dress down and kissed between my breasts, then taking a nipple into his mouth. He was kneeling next to me. I tried to reach for his pants, but he stopped me. “All in good time, my little goddess.” He whispered. Suddenly, Zane was on the couch near my head, pressing his lips onto my neck.

“Zane already got to fuck you once today; he has to wait his turn,” Ryder growled low in his throat. “He has to watch me as I fuck you.”

I looked up at Zane and reached for him, taking his mouth on mine. He kissed my neck and then my breasts.

“Do you think you can handle both of us, love?”

“Yes, gods, yes.” I moaned as Ryder stuck his finger into my pussy and started to tease my clit again. Then he put two fingers into me and began to fuck me with his fingers as Zane watched, eyes wanton but also enjoying watching me get fucked by Ryder.

Ryder brought me to the brink; I grabbed Zane’s leg and arched my back, hips matching Ryder’s rhythm. “Not yet, my love;” Zane held my hands above my head. Ryder took off his pants and laid on top of me, kissing my breasts and teasing my entrance with his hard length, grabbed a condom out of his pocket, rolled it up his hard length., “I want you to come on my cock like you did Zane earlier,” Ryder whispered in my ear. “Yes,” I moaned. I tried to break free of Zane’s hold on my hands, but he gently kissed me. Ryder thrust his length into me, “Ryder.”

“Look at me, love,” Zane said. “I want to watch you get fucked; I want to watch the wildness in your eyes.” I looked at Zane as Ryder began to thrust into me harder and harder, deeper, and deeper. Zane let my hands go, and I spread my legs wider, Ryder fucking me and Zane teasing my clit. I was breathless and on the verge of coming. I grabbed Ryder tighter and pulled him closer; I needed him, just like Zane earlier. “Ryder, please make me come, fuck me harder, please,” I moaned. Ryder thrust harder and deeper, and I shuddered at my release, Ryder soon after.

Ryder kissed me; my eyes were closed when I felt Zane’s hard cock at my entrance. He thrust himself in me. “Watching you get fucked has made me so hard, love. I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to make you come.”

“Zane, yes, fuck me, please.” I groaned. Zane growled deep in his throat as he thrust into me. Ryder was near my head, got on his knees, put his hands on either side of my head, kissed me deeply and kissed my neck, and then began to suck my breasts, making my nipples hard. He played with my clit, and sucked my breasts at the same time. I was shaking with so many different stimuli, “Yes, Zane, harder; I need you to fuck me harder, please.”

“I don’t think that’s enough begging, do you Ryder?”

“No, I think you need to keep fucking her tight, wet pussy,” Ryder growled, flicking my clit with his finger.

“Oh, gods!” I screamed as the sensation rushed through me.

“Please, Zane, Please make me come! Fuck me harder!”

Zane started thrusting harder as Ryder kept massaging my clit.

“Oh, gods! Please, Zane, I can’t stand it! I need you to fuck me harder, I’m coming! Oh gods!”

Zane thrust harder and faster; I matched his rhythm as he came, too. Zane laid down on my chest, and Ryder laid his head on my shoulder.

“Our sex-starved little goddess,” Ryder teased.

“I’d never fucked a demigod before, let alone two at the same time.”

“You know what this means, Zane?”

“Huh?”

“Now she’ll want to be fucked all the time,’ he smiled deviously.

“I’m alright with that.” Zane smiled, tracing his finger around my belly button.

We lay there entwined in one another for a while, Zane on my stomach and Ryder’s head on my shoulder.

“I want to let you two know I can be very territorial,” I joked. “I’ll be really unhappy if I find either of you fucking anyone else,” I giggled a little.

“Goddess, you have nothing to worry about,” Zane growled.

“Why would you think, after what just happened, we’d ever want to fuck anyone else?” Ryder kissed my forehead.

“Willow,” I said.

“Bitch,” Ryder spat. “What did she tell you?”

“That you two would tire of me like all the others.”

“Love, there hasn’t been anyone else for a long time,” Zane traced his finger around my nipple.

“Willow's a troublemaker. She’s fucked half the demigods in New Greece.”

“She seems to think she owns Nico,” I said.

“Nico can fuck anyone he wants. She knows that. She gets territorial; he needs to stop being around her.” Ryder said.

“That’s what I told her in the bathroom,” a smile curled my lip.

“Our little goddess here told Willow off,” Zane smiled.

“That’s my girl,” Ryder said.

“She tried to scare me and tell me she’s the daughter of Demeter. I asked her if that was supposed to scare me. I told her I can fuck whoever I please.”

“Gods, I wish I could have seen her face when you told her, love!” Ryder let out a chuckle.

“When Zane brought me to the dance floor, she looked like she was ripping Nico a new one.”

“He made his bed; he can deal with the consequences,” Ryder said.

I got up; both guys groaned as I moved. “Stay here with us, love.” Ryder coaxed.

“I need a shower and food,” I said. Sauntering out of the living room. I heard the guys get off the couch after me.