"I can feel your heart-beat. It's going wild. Are you nervous, my Goddess?" He whispered in her ear before biting it with his sharp teeth. Wincing, Hera pushed him off and took a step back. She moved her face to the side, avoiding his eyes as his stare made her uncomfortable. His gaze was fixed on her heaving chest, watching the rise and fall of her breasts. Her breathing was heavy.
In the next moment, she found herself pressed up against the door, and his torso completely attached to hers. Her wrists were locked in his fingers on either side of her head. She struggled to free herself, but in vain. She was no match for his physical strength. Defeated, Hera glared at him in anger.
