Demeter lay sprawled across the crimson sheets, her golden hair a tangled halo, her body flushed and slick from their earlier rounds. Her pussy throbbed, tender from Zeus's relentless thrusts, yet still pulsing with want. Beside her, Metis and Leto lounged, their naked forms glowing in the soft light—Metis's lean, lithe body and Leto's softer curves, both goddesses radiating a mix of satisfaction and hunger. Zeus stood at the foot of the bed, his muscular frame towering, his cock already stirring again, thick and veined, glistening with the remnants of their passion. His stormy eyes burned with a primal intensity, darting between the three women, each one a feast he wasn't done devouring.
