Slave to the Gods: Ravaged and Pillaged Menage (Violation Innocence Historical Mythology Erotica)

He raised a hand and hushed the other man, shaking his head. “That was before I saw how…” I felt his eyes burning through me, taking in every curve I had to offer, “delicious this one was,” Apollo smirked, flicking his tongue across his lips like a snake.

I'd known since I was taken from my home--given the gift of being raised among the chosen--that my purpose was always clear and set in stone: upon my coming of age I was to be given as a gift to the Olympian Gods, to do with what they pleased. I didn't count on falling for Aiden, one of the men who cared for us throughout the years, or our naughty tryst just a few nights after the celebration and commencement of my womanhood.

I also didn't realize that being gifted to the Gods meant I'd be gifted to more than one--at once--as soon as I arrive upon Olympus. Can my tiny, innocent frame handle the unstoppable force of their manhood as they take me however they please? I'm not so sure about this... but it seems like I don't have a choice.

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