Zeus, the king of the gods himself, was seated on a plush couch, his hand wrapped around his cock as he lost himself in the throes of self-pleasure. Caught off guard, he quickly tried to compose himself, looking up to meet Aniya's gaze. His eyes were filled with a mix of surprise and lust, and Aniya could not help but feel a thrill of satisfaction as she sauntered over to him. Her hips swayed hypnotically, and she could feel the heat radiating off of him as she sat down beside him, her thigh brushing against his.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Aniya said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Zeus cleared his throat, struggling to find his voice.
"I was just...thinking about you," he admitted, his voice low and husky. Aniya raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Oh really? And what were you thinking about me, exactly?" she asked, her hand reaching out to stroke his cock. Zeus shuddered at her touch, his hips bucking upwards as she continued to stroke him.
"I was imagining what it would be like to have you, here and now," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. Aniya chuckled, her hand tightening around his cock.
"Well, that's quite the ego you have there, Zeus. You think you can handle me?" she taunted. Zeus grinned, his confidence returning.
"I'm the king of the gods, Aniya. I can handle anything you throw my way," he boasted. Aniya leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear.
"We'll see about that," she whispered, her hand tightening around his cock. Zeus groaned, his hips bucking upwards as Aniya continued to stroke him. Her other hand reached out to cup his balls, her fingers gently rolling them.
"Fuck, Aniya," Zeus gasped, his head thrown back in pleasure. Aniya smirked, her hand moving faster and faster.
"Tell me more about what you were thinking about, Zeus. I want to hear every dirty little thought," she demanded. Zeus's breathing became ragged as he neared his climax.
"I was imagining you on your knees, your lips wrapped around my cock," he confessed. Aniya's hand stilled, her eyes flashing with anger.
"Is that all you can think about, Zeus? Me on my knees?" she asked, her voice cold. Zeus realized his mistake and quickly tried to backtrack.
"No, Aniya, I-" but Aniya cut him off with a wave of her hand.
"You're lucky I find your arrogance amusing, Zeus. Now, finish what you started," she commanded, her hand resuming its rhythm. Zeus obeyed, his hips thrusting upwards as he came hard, his seed spilling onto Aniya's hand.
Aniya wiped her hand on a nearby cloth, her expression unreadable.
"Until next time, Zeus," she said, before disappearing in a puff of smoke. End of Chapter One.
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