Making love to Salacia was nothing short of worship. It never had been, and it wouldn't be now. She was a goddess, and Neptune had to pay homage to her. Every bit of her new body was kissed, touched, licked and adored. He rarely said no to a beautiful woman, but they could never compare to his beloved.
His body weeped from the effort involved in pleasing her, and himself, and when he was finished, he was slow to pull out of her, wanting to savor the feeling of being connected. Neptune didn't leave her side though. Arms and legs remained in a loving embrace. "It was the only way. We would have been destroyed by the Christian god. Our own forms are long gone. We are mortal like the vessels in which we live, and we must share these bodies with human souls. I awakened several months ago. It is complicated, and I often anger Reed. Is Eve aware right now?"