Queen of His Heart (3 page)

“About twenty hours ago.”

She smirked, unable to resist teasing him. “So my little clock is ticking, huh?”

“I wasn’t going to say anything, but I don’t want it unless you do as well. You’d get angry when you found out. Perhaps resent the child.”

“I’d never resent the child. My anger would be all for you.” She chewed her lip, wondering if she should tell him she’d actually been thinking about children herself. Instead, she asked, “Why do you want one so much?”

“After Ares was born, we were so happy. You loved having me around. You never got bored with me or wanted to get away from me.”

“Selfish reason to have a child.”

“I’m not saying I want it to keep your attention. I want that feeling again. A happy family. Feeling wanted and needed.”

“I do need you and want you. I simply…” She didn’t know what she meant to say.

“You can live without me just fine. I know that.”

She put a finger to his lips. “But I don’t want to. I could leave you. You couldn’t force me to stay. Your brothers would disapprove, and my sons wouldn’t let you imprison me.”

“I’d never do that!” He scowled at her, seeming genuinely hurt.

Smiling, she said, “Not even for fun?”

He gazed into her eyes, softening a bit. “You’re teasing me,” he whispered.

“Only a little.” She ran her hands over her breasts, one trailing down to her pussy. He watched her intently and waited. “You’ve got me all wet. Can’t just leave me like this.”

“I had no intention of doing so,” he said.

“Then show me what it would be like if I did try to run from you.”

“I said I wouldn’t lock you away.” He smiled, as if he’d finally caught on to what she wanted. “Unless you’d been a very bad girl.”

They hadn’t played like this in a long time. “Like Persephone? She says Hades is quite inventive. Can’t let your brother outshine you.”

Zeus stood and lifted her into his arms, throwing her over his shoulder. He slapped her ass and began walking, and she could feel them moving through space and time. When the scene around her cleared, they were in an actual dungeon. She smiled as she noted how clean it was. The amount of Zeus’ power radiating around them told her Zeus had conjured this place up that very moment. He threw her on the bed without ceremony and tore his own clothes off so quickly they actually ripped. She shed the shredded sundress and moved to her hands and knees on the bed.

“What sort of punishment awaits me?” she asked.

“A sound spanking,” he moved toward her, his eyes blazing, “to start with.”

Zeus sat on the bed and actually took her over his knee. They’d never done it this way before, and Hera wiggled in anticipation. Zeus caressed her skin a long time before the first strike came. Between each strike, he ran one finger over her pussy lips. She grew wetter with each blow and spread her legs to encourage him. A cry fell from her lips when he actually smacked her pussy, the tips of his fingers hitting her clit and sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through her. Two fingers slid into her, just getting her going before they withdrew. Zeus continued with the spanking, spacing his blows out as he toyed with her pussy more.

The anticipation had her on edge, and she tried to grind against him. He brought his palm down directly on her pussy again and then pinched her clit. She came, moaning as she gripped the edge of the bed. His fingers worked into her again, and she could hear how hard he was breathing. He pushed deep and increased her pleasure, and she squeezed his fingers to show her appreciation.

But then he flipped her over and took her to the wall. Chains hung there, but they were far too low. At least they were until he pushed her to her knees. He bound her wrists and then caressed her cheek.

“My captive owes me an orgasm.” He stroked himself, fluid leaking from his tip. Zeus loved her sucking his cock because she rarely did it for anyone but him. He knew this, and he loved watching her.

She kept their gazes locked as she licked the tip and suckled the head. As much as other men wanted her, for most it was only lust. She took more and enjoyed watching how it affected Zeus. He knew she could have anyone she wanted, and when his ego stayed out of the way, he managed to make her feel adored and cherished. She closed her eyes and focused on sucking and teasing him. She took her time and savored his moans and sighs. Their home had been filled with love after Ares was born, and a similar warmth built in her chest. She knew it was the Fates at work. Their union would produce another divine child.

Hera took Zeus’ cock down her throat and swallowed, opening her eyes again. He cupped both of her cheeks as he looked down, and then he gripped her and began to really fuck her mouth. His power built in the room and overwhelmed her. But then he stumbled back and her chains fell away. He lifted her into his arms and plunged his cock into her, pressing her against the wall. She cried out at the rough pace, but she pushed back against him to achieve another release.

They came at the same time, and she felt almost dizzy as he filled her. He captured her mouth, and the deep kiss went on until long after he’d emptied into her. He carried her back to the bed and laid her down gently before rolling her to her hands and knees. He bound her wrists with leather straps and secured her to the footboard.

Pushing her upper body down, he lifted her ass and spread her cheeks. She actually gasped when she felt his mouth on her asshole. They’d had anal sex before, but he’d never rimmed her. She suspected he might’ve done it with male lovers before, but she’d never asked. The sensation startled her, yet as he continued, she relaxed and began to enjoy it.

“If you ever again hook up with the person who taught you how to do that so well, I want to watch.”

Zeus chuckled as he playfully bit her right cheek. “Maybe you could join us.”

“Hmmm, we’ll see. He’ll have to be worthy of me, of course.”

Zeus rubbed his cock over her bottom and then oiled her up. The stretch of his entry burned a bit, but he went slowly. Once he was fully seated, however, she clenched and pushed back.

“You know I’m broken in, since you’re the one who did it,” she said. “Fuck me good. Make me think of no one but you.”

Zeus took her by the hips and rocked their bodies together. When she began to moan, he reached beneath her and stroked her clit. His fingers slid into her pussy. “Mmmm, so much of my seed inside you.”

“Yes, that was the point.” She cried out as he quickened his pace. “Oh!”

The sound of their bodies slapping together increased her arousal, and she arched to change the angle a bit. She buried her face against the bed and cried out as she came again. Zeus slowed his pace and withdrew without coming. When she got her breath back, she turned her head to see him cleaning his cock. He smiled at her as he moved back into position and entered her pussy again.

“Making up for lost time,” he whispered as he leaned over her and kissed her nape. He took her slowly this time and ran his hands over her back until another release built.

“I’m going to owe you quite a few orgasms,” she said.

“I’m looking forward to it,” he replied.

She came once more, shaking beneath him, and he groaned as he emptied his balls again. He nipped at her neck as he untied her and then lifted her into his arms. The room changed, and an enormous Roman-style bath filled the room. Zeus stepped into it and lowered her into the water.

Hera relaxed against the edge and let her legs float in front of her. Zeus moved between her legs and stroked his hands lightly up and down her sides. “What do you think it’ll be?”

Hera wrapped her legs around him. “I don’t know. A girl might be even more trouble than Ares ever was.”

Zeus chuckled. “I thought Ares was perfect? You’re always saying so.”

“Naturally, but you have to admit there were days we both felt like leveling a mountain or two.”

“Mmmm, yes.” Zeus cupped her breasts and ran his thumbs over her nipples. “Some of his fights with Aphrodite.”

Hera sighed. “Yes, I’m so glad he finally found someone who understands him better than she ever did.”

Zeus pressed against her. “Are you sore?”

“Why do you ask?” She tightened her legs around him.

“We do need to make sure it takes.”

Hera laughed. “You just can’t get enough of me.”

“No. And that will never, ever change.” He kissed her as they moved against each other, and she lifted herself enough to take his cock inside her.

“Not sure I can come again,” she said, knowing full well it wasn’t true.

“You’re being fucked by the king of the gods, my love.”

She arched to take him deeper. “Then show me what you’ve got.”

* * * *

Hera awoke in Zeus’ arms. She’d lost track of the number of times they’d made love. They were in their own bedroom now, and she looked up at the ceiling, admiring the fresco that depicted Mount Olympus as it had looked centuries before.

“What are you thinking?” Zeus asked, kissing her neck.

“That masked ball was such a disappointment. I think we should throw one of our own.”

“That might be fun.”

“We could make our announcement.”

Zeus grinned at her. “I can’t wait to see everyone’s faces.”

Hera laughed. “Oh, it’ll be something to be behold, I’m sure.”

Zeus pulled her closer. “I know this was my idea, but you’re happy?”

She rested her head on his chest. “Yes, I think so. It’ll be a big change.”

“Could be good for us.”

“Yes, it just might be.” She looked up into his eyes. “You’re going to be attentive and doting, of course.”

“Oh yes. No question.”

As much as she’d longed to get away from him only a few hours ago, the thought made her smile. “Then we have a party to plan.”

* * * *

Even though her sons both wore full masks, she knew they were shocked. All around them, the other Olympians all gasped and began talking. Then Dionysus began clapping, giving Hera a wink as he did so. Everyone joined in, even Ares and Hephaestus. Others crowded in to congratulate them, but her sons hung back. They whispered together. Their feud over Aphrodite had ended long ago, and they seemed to get along well enough now, but Hera knew they were too much alike not to annoy each other from time to time.

When everyone else moved away, they approached her, each removing their masks in turn. “Well, my darlings?” she said. “What do you think?”

“It’s been so long since any Olympian bore a child,” Hephaestus said. “We’re a bit shocked, I guess.”

“A bit?” Ares said. “That’s an understatement.”

Hera studied Ares. “Does it worry you?”

“No. If the Fates allowed it, then it can’t bring us harm.” He paused. “I take that back. We all know better. The Fates have very different ideas about what is good for us.”

“I asked for this, and they said it would bring us closer,” Zeus said.

“If it’s a girl, she’ll probably adore us for spoiling her and then hate us for suddenly turning into overprotective brutes one day,” Hephaestus said, eyeing Ares.

Ares straightened, puffing up in a way that made Hera want to hug him. “She’ll need protection. If she’s as beautiful as Hera we won’t be able to trust any man alone with her.”

“Hmmm, better watch it,” Zeus said. “If she inherits some of my powers, you might have to run from lightning bolts.”

“Yes, you are rather quick with those,” Hephaestus said without humor.

Zeus cleared his throat. “That brings us to another topic.”

“What?” Ares asked, narrowing his eyes.

Zeus looked to Hephaestus. “I know we said years ago we’d put it behind us, but I want us to really do so. I’m sorry for what I did to you. I was jealous and felt you’d take some of Hera’s love away from me. Seeing all of you finding love here lately has made me regret many things. Boy or girl,” he said, looking to Ares as well, “you two will be its brothers. I want us to be more like a family instead of a bunch of spoiled teenagers.”

Ares snickered. “Spoiled teenagers?”

“You have to admit, it fits some days,” Hera said. “We’ve all had our differences, so we’ll all have to work at it.”

“If I can do it, so can you two,” Zeus added.

Hephaestus nodded. “I can.” He looked to Ares. “You?”

After a moment, Ares nodded. “Yes, I can.” He raked his hand down his face. “Demeter and Hestia will be with you at the birth? And Hypnos in case there’s lots of pain?”

“I had Hypnos close by when both of your were born, and I didn’t need him at all. I imagine my sisters will both want to be with me, but I am the goddess of both women and childbirth.” She put one hand on her hips. “Note the word
goddess
. What do you think could go wrong?”

Ares shrugged, looking a bit embarrassed. “Something might.”

She reached out and grasped his hand. “Will you stay with me then and see me through the travails?”

Ares paled a bit, which made Hera want to laugh. He’d cut down thousands of men and literally marched over piles of corpses, yet he looked ready to faint simply thinking about her giving birth. “Of course, if you want that.” His voice sounded a bit far off, and he cleared his throat.

She let her laughter spill out. “I think some things should remain private and mysterious, sweetheart. And I wouldn’t put you through that.”

Ares seemed relieved yet he still protested. “But I’d do it if you wanted me there.”

“I know, and that’s all that matters.” She kissed both of her sons. “Now go and enjoy this party. I put a lot of effort into this!”

Both of her sons mingled back into the crowd, and Hera took Zeus’ hand. She led them out onto the balcony, where she took a deep breath and then turned to look at her guests. “Everyone seems excited,” she said.

“And happy.”

“Yes, and happy.” She pulled him to her for a kiss. Smiling up into his eyes, she whispered, “Very, very happy.”

They embraced again, and his hand lightly caressed her quickly swelling belly. Already she felt his love surrounding her. This time, things would be different. They’d been meant for each other since the beginning of time, and for once, she was going to count her blessings and revel in being the queen of his heart.