A Goddess’ Dalliance (Greek Mythology)

A Goddess’ Dalliance (Greek Mythology)

A/N: A Goddess' Dalliance was a commissioned one shot originally written back in January of 2021. Posting it up now for people to enjoy!

Summary: Hera was the ideal for women everywhere, the Goddess of Marriage and Family. Choosing to grace a young Spartan Warrior who has always given her the best offerings with her presence, Hera feeds the mortal her milk to give him increased stamina and strength, and in return receives the most amazing fuck of her immortal life.

Themes: Big Dick, Godly Sex, Fucked Silly

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She was the ideal for women everywhere to aspire to, was she not? Goddess of Marriage and Family. Wife of Zeus. Queen of the Olympian Pantheon. She was supposed to be the one that all mortal women looked up to and aspired to be like. So why did it feel like Hera was being set aside for other Goddesses such as Aphrodite and Artemis and Athena?Discover new chapters at novelhall.com

Sat upon her throne, the Queen of the Gods broods. SHE was the second strongest divine being on all of Mt. Olympus. She acted as a counterbalance to her husband, and all paid proper respect to her. Except... except for her husband. Zeus was the King of the Gods, the ruler of their Pantheon... and he was also the most unfaithful womanizer Hera had ever seen.

An unrepentant misogynist with a laundry list of infidelities easily as long as Mt. Olympus was tall, Zeus had betrayed Hera time and time again. It felt less like they were husband and wife at this point, and more like they were King and Queen by necessity rather than love. And Hera DID remember a time when she loved her husband and when he in turn loved her. But it had been so long. So, so very long...

It didn't help that women seemed to be turning away from her more and more. Zeus' infidelities and Hera's wrathful responses did not paint her in the best light, she was quite aware of that. They called her jealous, they called her all sorts of names. Hera took her retribution for those slights, but she'd long since ceased enjoying doing so.

They claimed she was quick to anger and that her vengefulness was unmatched amongst the Gods of Olympus. Hera had only done what she did because she thought it would make it stop. If stories spread far and wide of her punishments, surely then the mortal women and nymphs and others that Zeus constantly philandered with would get the message and back the fuck off.

But no, no matter how many nymphs she turned into trees, no matter how many mortal women she cursed, Zeus kept doing it and females kept being seduced by his natural charisma and divine machismo. Hera was sick and tired of it. Not least of which because of all of the demigod children that kept popping up as a result. To say nothing of the actual gods that had been born of Zeus' dalliances and joined their Pantheon.

Hera was forced to interact with more and more of Zeus' indiscretions on a regular basis century by century it felt, and she was sick and tired of it, to put it simply.

Perhaps... perhaps it was time for her to get some of her own. Perhaps if punishing Zeus' lovers would not work, she should see about getting back at her wayward husband in another way. A way that would in turn bring her pleasure and personal satisfaction.

Casting out with her divine senses, the Queen of Olympus breathes in deeply as she feels her worship. For all that more and more women are choosing to worship deities like Aphrodite for a chance at beauty, or Artemis for a chance at independence, or Athena for a chance at knowledge, Hera still has her followers.

More than that, she still has plenty of male worshippers as well. Men who wanted a family, who hoped to find a good wife who would keep their home for them and raise their children while they were off to war. Men who saw conflict as a means of protecting their would-be family while seeking the glory to earn a good, honest wife and that family in the first place.

As Hera focuses on the male portion of her worshippers, one in particular stands out to her. She'd noticed him before. He was an oddity, mostly because... he was of Sparta. A young Spartan Warrior, one would expect him to pay lip service at best to a Goddess such as herself. But instead, the young man always gave her the best offerings when he prayed to the Gods of Mt. Olympus. He always paid respect to her first, and Ares second.

He was not the strongest nor the most agile warrior as a result. He had not earned glory in battle as of yet, despite partaking in a few. He was distinctly middle of the road, because he paid respect to her first and foremost, and the God of War second.

In fact, right this moment she could feel the young Spartan praying to her, dedicating a sacrifice to her. Breath hitching as something warm gathers in her chest, Hera decides to follow the prayer back to its source. As she leaves her throne behind and travels towards this young man, she can't deny... she's a little excited.

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He pins her down and takes her right then and there, and in response, Hera wraps her limbs around his body and holds him close, enjoying the way he CONTINUES to drink of her perfect breasts, even after he penetrates her. He's certainly an eager young thing, but then, Hera is just as eager, just as willing to get down and dirty. She's finally getting some satisfaction, as well as revenge against her husband.

Tossing her head back, the Queen of Gods lets out an ugly cry of pleasure as the young Spartan fucks her harder and faster by the moment. His cock, which might be too big for a mortal woman now, fills Hera just right, stretching her divine cunt nice and wide and leaving her almost unable to think straight. Before, he was but a man. But now... now he's becoming something more.

He's still drinking from her breasts. He's still consuming her divine milk. Some small part of Hera wonders if this is a bad thing. Some part of her wonders if she's creating a monster. But that part is quickly silenced by the satisfaction of being well and truly fucked for the first time in centuries. This is the best sex she's had in far, FAR too long.

As he pounds into her while suckling on her tits hard enough to leave hickies around her nipples, Hera's eyes begin to roll back in her head, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. It's a truly stupid expression for the Queen of the Gods, an utterly humiliating look to have on her face as she's fucked and fucked... and fucked some more. But it's exactly what spreads there, exactly what she ends up looking like as he cums inside of her... and then keeps on going.

Even as he spills his seed deep in her womb, the young Spartan isn't satisfied. And if he's not satisfied, surely Hera isn't satisfied either, right? Alas, the Queen of the Gods is in quite the state already, and in no position to tell her new lover, her new Champion, that it's time to stop. And so, the young Spartan keeps fucking her.

Overtaken by his bestial, primal desires, he flips the Goddess over onto her front and takes her from behind. Holding her like that, groping and squeezing her perfect breasts as he molds himself to her back, he fucks in and out of her with reckless abandon, ramming away into her priceless, gorgeous cunt with all his now considerable might. His divine might, at that.

Hera loses track of how many times she orgasms around the young Spartan's cock. She loses track of how many times HE cums inside of her as well. She loses track of... just about everything. He fucks her and he fucks her, and along the way, it all blurs together, the pleasure and ecstasy too much for him. She really has created something new, and by the time he finally runs out of stamina and falls unconscious, Hera isn't doing much better herself and falls asleep right beside him.

When she wakes up some time later, the Queen of the Gods is shocked at what she's wrought. Post-coital clarity makes it clear to her that she's almost certainly made a mistake. After all, as the Goddess of Family, she can already feel the new life taking root inside of her divine womb. Just like her husband before her, she would be giving birth to some sort of demigod or god, her infidelity having a lasting consequence on their marriage.

Part of Hera feels a vicious satisfaction at that, but the part of her that IS the Goddess of Marriage feels nothing but shame. And so, not even able to look her new Champion in the eye, despite him giving her the best night of her life, Hera blesses him and departs.

The blessing will make sure that he finds a woman who will love and cherish him for who he is rather than his prowess in battle within the fortnight. The two of them will be happy together, Hera makes sure of that. Of course, with his divine blessings from drinking so damn much of her milk... pressing her lips together, the Goddess looks forward to just who this woman is that she's blessed her Champion to meet. Time is but a construct to divinity, after all.

With a flick of her fingers, she blesses her lover's future wife as well. Overnight, his eventual spouse will grow into a very comely body, but more importantly than that, she will be uniquely situated to take his massive cock and accept his overwhelming libido. He'll be able to fuck her just as long as he fucked Hera without breaking the poor girl in two or something equally horrifying. As a consequence, she'll lactate breastmilk for the rest of her life whether she's pregnant or not, but that's fine.

Hera knows that her new Champion wants a big family anyways, so she suspects his wife will be pregnant more often than not regardless. Either way, Hera has her own problems to worry about now. Like what she's going to do about the life growing within her womb.

Still, even with the shitshow that's likely to follow... she can't help but feel that it was all worth it, in the end.

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