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them falling in
love.”
    Zeus pulled Hera into his arms and
moved his lips over hers in a searing kiss. “Asarian will do my
bidding.”
    “ Nay, my husband. Her
lover should be a mortal like her.”
    “ You stated a woman would
not be content with a man giving her just sexual fulfillment. What
better choice is there than Asarian, god of pleasure, who can give
a woman an orgasm with merely a smile? If she is happy, then I am
right.”
    “ Nay.”
    Zeus trailed kisses down Hera’s neck
and slid his fingers underneath her silk gown, criss-crossed over
her breasts. Instantly, her nipples tightened with his touch,
sending a tingling all the way to her toes.
    Zeus smiled. “She will be a
demi-goddess then, as Asarian is a demi-god.”
    “ All right. What shall she
be the goddess of?”
    He slipped Hera’s gown off her
shoulders, baring her breasts as the shimmering silk caught on her
golden belt. His fingers traced her swollen nipples, sending fiery
liquid shooting through every inch of her. “Your choice, love,” he
whispered against her ear.
    “ Goddess of fertility,”
she mewed, her hands struggling to remove Zeus’s belt.
    “ Goddess of fertility?” He
quirked a silver brow. “A virgin?” He laughed. “As you wish.
Asarian will give the woman pleasure like she has never felt
before, but such as is his nature, he will not fall in love, and he
will enjoy the experience completely. The young woman will feel
likewise, only she will bring fertility to childless couples after
the task is done.”
    “ And if they fall in
love?” Hera tossed his belt to a velvet-covered bench.
    Zeus unfastened her belt and her gown
slid to the floor in a puddle of pale blue silk. He shrugged a
shoulder, his gaze taking in her appearance, admiration evident.
“It will not happen.”
    “ But if it does?” She
raised a brow and tugged his toga past his hips. God of gods he was
the perfect male specimen, his shaft rigid with eagerness, his blue
eyes smiling with wickedness.
    He lifted her in his arms and stalked
toward the Pool of Pleasure. “Then their lives will be their own.
No interference from either of us, forever more.”
    “ Forever is a very long
time, my husband.”
    He stepped into the warm, silky aqua
water with her. “No more words about it, my goddess of the heart.
Time to show me how much you love me.”
    ***
    The task Asarian, demigod of pleasure,
was an interesting one, and as always, when his king asked it of
him, Asarian had every intention of doing what he bid. In this
case, he stalked into a small town library in south Texas, wearing
denim shorts and nothing else, as Zeus advised him.
    “ Wear as little as you can
to stir up the frigid woman. You can do it with your handsome looks
and just a smile. Melt her to the icy core,” Zeus had recommended.
“Convince her to accept your offer of a night of pleasure as you
have done with countless other women and win my favor.”
    Asarian had it in mind to do it, too.
One look at the lady through the Pool of Visions, though plain of
features--dull blond hair, a small pert nose, petite of stature, a
face a bit mousy—large brown eyes and a curvy body well compensated
for her other simple attributes. Still, she did not hold a candle
to Hera’s beauty, yet he would warm the librarian’s frigid body
with his pleasurable touch and teach her the gift a man could
bestow upon her. From then on, she would never again wish to hide
her womanly virtues.
    The goddess of marriage had implored
him, “The lady is untried, use finesse and show her you can be more
than just a one-night love affair. Show her what a man has to
offer. Should be a difficult challenge to win, but not impossible
for one as gifted as you.”
    Asarian sighed, contemplating the task
before him—though he wished to please Hera—she would always hold
his heart hostage. How could any woman compare? Yet, the notion
Hera wished him to win the challenge, nagged at him. He would do
anything to please her, but