Worth the wait and more would have been her response had her words not been muffled with a choked back gasp at his eagerness. Gritting her teeth as her back hit the wall, Aphrodite's gasp was followed by a melodic sound of pleasure. Her fingers dug into skin as she gripped tightly to his shoulders, and her legs wrapped around his waist and pulled herself even closer to him as she did.
Though Abigail had never slept with Reed, their bodies found a rhythm with each other almost instantly with the presence of the deities taking control. Abigail, once angry and fuming, had fallen just as silent as Reed had before. There was little else either could do, but perhaps this would help the situation. Perhaps it would ease the guilt that was stinging her so deep that she focused her own thoughts on that rather than the sensations Aphrodite was only intensifying to her.
"If she does not, I surely will." Her head dipped back, a bright smile of pure bliss on her lips; Aphrodite was elated. The very act of sex, of lovemaking, was gratifying and empowering to the goddess. It really was no surprise as to why it was a favorite activity of hers, or past time.
"Lord Neptune," she breathed out, gasping gently against his ear as her hips ground against his in a slower rhythm. "You may put my dearest Greeks to shame."