The grand hall of Poseidon's palace was a sight to behold, with its high vaulted ceilings and intricate murals depicting scenes of the sea god's greatest triumphs. But tonight, all eyes were on Aniya, the goddess of sins and ruler of Tartarus. She sat on Poseidon's lap, her low-cut v-neck dress revealing a hint of her ample cleavage. Her raven hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, and her full lips curved into a smirk as she whispered something into Poseidon's ear.
The god of the sea couldn't help but smile at his companion, his arms wrapped around her waist. He knew he was a lucky god to have such a beautiful and powerful goddess by his side.
But their moment of peace was interrupted by the entrance of Zeus, the king of the gods. His eyes were immediately drawn to Aniya and Poseidon, and he couldn't hide the jealousy that crept into his expression.
"Poseidon, I see you've claimed the most beautiful goddess in the room for yourself," Zeus said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Poseidon simply smiled, unperturbed by Zeus's tone. "Jealous, Zeus?" he teased.
Before Zeus could respond, Aniya stood, turning to face the king of the gods. She was not one to be claimed, and she made sure Zeus knew it.
"I'm not a prize to be claimed, Zeus. I'm a goddess, just like you," she said, her voice firm.
Zeus was taken aback by Aniya's directness. He had never met a goddess quite like her. He couldn't help but be drawn to her, despite his initial jealousy. He reached out, gently touching her cheek.
"You're right, Aniya. You're not a prize. You're a goddess, and a beautiful one at that," he said, his voice softer now.
Aniya rolled her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Zeus," she said, but her words lacked any real heat.
Zeus, undeterred, leaned in, pressing his lips to Aniya's. She responded, her arms wrapping around his neck.
Poseidon, far from being mad, simply stood and walked over to the couple, a mischievous glint in his eye. He reached out, cupping Aniya's other breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple.
Aniya gasped, breaking the kiss with Zeus. She looked at Poseidon, a playful glint in her eye. "You're not jealous, Poseidon?" she asked.
Poseidon shook his head, his fingers still teasing Aniya's nipple. "No, Aniya. I know you're not a goddess to be tied down. I'm happy to share," he said, his voice husky.
Zeus, his cock already hard, reached down, hiking up Aniya's dress. He slid a finger along her slit, finding her already wet.
Aniya moaned, her head falling back. "You both talk too much," she said, her voice breathy.
Poseidon, understanding Aniya's meaning, stepped behind her, his cock pressing against her ass. He reached down, guiding his cock to Aniya's mouth. "Then let us show you, Aniya," he said, his voice low.
And so, the three of them came together, a godly love triangle like no other. Aniya, the powerful and controlling goddess, sandwiched between Poseidon and Zeus. They showed her, instead of telling, how much they desired her. And Aniya, she showed them just how much she desired them in return.
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