Medusa's Desire (The Fate of Eros #1) (The Fate of Eros Series) by E.B. Black Read Free Book Online Page B

say."
    Athena's shoulders relaxed and she released her grip. She nodded her head. "Yes, I was thinking the same thing."
    Zeus laughed. "I never knew you could get jealous like Hera. I thought you were different from other women, but this is tame compared with what she did when she found out about Semele and Dionysius."
    Athena smiled humorlessly. "Where will we live the day you make Hera so angry with your affairs that she tears apart the sky?"
    Zeus tweaked her on the nose. "I don't know about you, but I'll probably find a nice place to sleep between a woman's thighs."
    They laughed and Athena slapped Zeus on the back. He had just been given a new glass of nectar by one of the fairies. It spilled all over.
    Zeus took a sip anyway. "You've always been so intelligent that I'm relieved to see you behaving irrationally for once. You were showing up the rest of us."
    Athena stuck her nose in the air. "My actions were perfectly reasonable. They deserved worse after blaspheming me. If we don't punish mortals when they try to make fools of us, then they'll stop respecting the gods."
    Medusa shook, her vision clouding. How could they ruin people's lives so casually? She struggled against the net and it wrapped around her more tightly. The snakes bit into one of her eyes until they ripped some skin of her face open. It swelled to several times its original size.
    Athena laughed. "Did I tell you that I made Medusa's two sisters immortal, but let her keep her mortality? I want her to spend the rest of her life terrified of the moment when I decide to torture and kill her."
    "Is that why you let her wake and not the others? So she could know why they were all being punished?" Hermes asked.
    She felt the attention of all the gods in the room drawn in her direction, even though none of them turned.
    "I don't know what you are talking about," Athena said.
    Medusa struggled to see through the eye with pus dripping from it.
    The air began to smell a little sweeter and Medusa found herself growing aroused, which was especially embarrassing because she was naked. Aphrodite entered the room wearing a golden girdle. It shone the same color as her long blonde hair that flowed in waves past her feet. Her full breasts and nether regions were exposed and they looked magnificent.
    Beautiful mortals, much smaller than Aphrodite hung from her body and hair. They were her jewels. They kissed her toes and ankles. Several of them massaged her breasts. Groups of them wove flowers and shells through her shiny locks as they combed out non-existent tangles. Her skin glittered like it was covered in golden flakes.
    Hephaestus limped behind her, practically slobbering all over the floor. His legs were shriveled and only one seemed to move at all, dragging the other one behind his body. He carried a giant hammer across his shoulders. The muscles of his upper body were so bulked they looked as if they could explode. He had also created for himself hands-free crutches that wrapped around his waist and helped him travel.
    Behind them trailed several flute and harp players, all of whom danced to a sensual melody. They were naked and humped one another as if they wished to form an orgy.
    One of them rounded his eyes in fear as his gaze met Medusa's. His mouth widened to scream, but no sound came out. He was already stone.
    None of the gods or goddesses acknowledged what had just happened. They didn't turn to glare at Medusa or get rid of the statue. Fearful, they weren't looking at her because they could turn into stone, too. The realization gave her a shiver of pleasure. She snarled at the fairies as they fluttered around the statue and dragged it away. They squealed in horror.
    Aphrodite approached Zeus, the air around her humming. She bent to give Zeus a greeting kiss on the lips. Medusa swore that she used a bit of her tongue when she said hello and that her nipples hardened. Zeus blushed, but Medusa thought she must be imagining things. The whole scenario seemed