Lead Alexia to your tent

Try as you might, you are unable to convince Sandrine to remain under your protection. You could of course, even without your accension to godhood, have simply taken the slender young woman by ****, but especially with High Marshall Raxius watching your every move, you can hardly cause a scene like that.

"Be careful." You whisper in her ear as you hug her openly - let Raxius try to figure that out. "You are always welcome in my camp."

"Thank-you, my Lord." She squeezes your arms firmly and pulls you even closer so you can smell the familiar smokiness of her scent, "I'm sorry I doubted you."

Outside the North Gate of Athenapolis the troop of Hoplites from Polares escorting the High Marshall salute you and take their leave of you. Left now with only Alexia and Galeon by your side you make your way rapidly back to your camp. As much as you want to head straight to your tent with Alexia, it is important for your men to see you back and safe, and you want to hear how many of the northern cavalrymen are willing to temporarily abandon their mounts and join your hoplites.

"Not as many volunteers as I had hoped for, but close to fifty more men increases our troop strength by about ten percent." You report to Alexia as you lead her firmly to your tent.

"That's good, Bruce." Your spymaster is clearly thinking about something else. You are acutely aware of how small and soft this young woman is, and you lift her chin with a finger to get a good look at her.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, Bruce." You see the start of a sparkling tear at the corner of her left eye. "I don't want to lose you." All the events since your arrival here at the siege of this great city have been building to this moment. You have not forgotten how good Alexia's soft body felt when you woke this morning with her in your arms or her plan to have you bed the pretty twins thrust into your camp. All that, combined with the final recognition of your divine status by Zeus and the feuding factions on Mount Olympus, emboldens you to take action. Instead of assuring this trembling redhead with words you pull her into your arms and kiss her with a fiery (if unpracticed) passion.

"Mmmph?" Her mumble of surprise makes you want her even more, especially when you feel her slender arms reach up around your neck as she pulls herself even closer.

"B-b-bruce?" Your normally self assured spymaster looks as confused as you feel, and before she can form her doubts into a logical argument, you lower your lips to meet hers again. You've only really kissed a handful of girls in your whole life. Your father repeatedly warned against letting any of the many candidates paraded before you by their mothers like heifers at a fair get close enough to you to put you in a compromising position. And your mother made it very clear that she did not want to ever catch you with one of the many palace maids in your bed no matter how much they seem to want you. So your few encounters with women came mostly during the times you disappeared from court, and even then you were too careful to let yourself get carried away.

Compared to the sloppy kisses of drunken barmaids and the few bold widows who hunted you down with a relentless ferocity, this kiss is like drinking ambrosia. It doesn't hurt that when you pull Alexia's soft body against yours you can feel the warmth of her flesh burning against your chest and legs. Even more exciting than the pleasure you feel as your tongue probes her mouth is the unfettered passion of Alexia's response. With growing confidence you deepen your kiss, determined to prove to Alexia that she is the woman you want, not Mara or her shyer sister Sara no matter how pretty the two ivory-skinned brunettes are.

"Mmmm" Alexia moans softly when you finally break your kiss, her green eyes are sparkling and her fair skin is bright with color but she does her best to redirect you to back to your duties. "Bruce, we still have to finish planning what we are going to do when the cease fire ends. You have things to do that need your attention." She's right of course, there is only one more day of grace before the United Armies will push into the city, and if what you understand about the danger that lies beneath the city that is the least of the city's problems. You just don't care.

"You have never been more correct." You chuckle softly at the flustered spymaster. As limited as your encounters with the fairer sex have been, Alexia seems to have even less experience than you and her nervousness turns you on more than anything. "Right now I have to take care of a matter that I have left unattended to for far too long." Only when you sweep her into your arms and carry her to your bed does the stunned redhead understand your wicked intention. Her eyes widen and her mouth opens and closes three or four times as you strip off her robes. The cunningly designed harness that holds a half dozen blades to her body takes longer to remove than the loose clothing, but soon enough you have her on her back with you perched between her long legs and your forearms on either side of her head.

"Oh sweet goddess, this is really happening!" Something in Alexia's tone suggests that Galeon was not wrong when he suggested that your sassy spymaster has been hiding a secret crush. With an expectant smile you position your cockhead against her pink folds and rock forward experimentally. Just because you've never actually done this before doesn't mean you don't know what to do. When the head of your penis eases between her slick petals you finally understand what all the fuss is about. The wave of pleasure that radiates from the bulbous head of your member is like nothing you've ever felt and judging by Alexia's gasp of delight, you get the impression that the feeling is mutual.

"Are you ready?" You ask, more than a little concerned about how something as big as your divine manhood could possibly fit inside her slender body. Her eyes dance with excitement as she nods her head and sucks her lower lip between her white teeth. That is all the encouragement you need before thrusting hard into Alexia's warmth. Perhaps you should have been more gentle, because as you fill her she arches her back and a loud grunt of pain escapes her lips. Fearing the worst, you freeze deep inside her cupping her cheek in your hand. There is no mistaking what you've just done, but all the same you pull back you see the tell-tale smear of red on your cock, she was just as inexperienced as you!

"Is this too much?" A tear is forming at the corner of her eye and you brush it away with the ball of your thumb. "I should st-" Before you can finish the thought, Alexia wraps her heels around your hips and pulls you even deeper than before, once again grimacing as your member stretches her open. She must sense your concern because, even though she is clearly in some pain, Alexia forbids you to stop.

"Don't you dare stop, Bruce." The words come out in a breathy rush, "you had better finish what you've started and fuck me until I can't think any more." You are a little surprised by her coarse language, but then again everything about this morning has been eye opening. "Bruce, I want to feel every bit of you as you fill me up and make me yours." With that invitation you pull back slowly and then sink back into her wet passage. "Harder, Bruce! Don't hold back." She urges you on with a needy whimper as you split her open. "You're not fucking one of those delicate twins. I can take it." The way her face tightens each time your hips pound forward makes you wonder just how much pain she's in, but she continues to urge you on through her clenched teeth until you are completely buried balls deep. "I've finally got this mighty spear of yours deep in my tight cunt, now pound me until I pass out." This time you are less careful as you fill her to the hilt again and the moan that escapes her lips has lustful pleasure mixed in with the pain.

"You are so fucking big Bruce!" She gasps hoarsely "Holy Zeus, this fat cock of yours is going to burst those dainty Athenian debutantes open like a fucking battering ram." For some reason hearing her talk about the pretty sisters like that is adding to your excitement and Alexia must feel it because she continues her filthy monologue as you drive into her with a savage thrust. "Aaigh! You like hearing girls squeal, don't you, Sire?" She gasps in your ear, the words coming out in short gasps and whimpers between thrusts. "Driving this monster cock of yours into pure young virgins, and ruining us for any mortal who might try and comfort us once you've moved on to your next conquest."

Alexia's wicked assumption that soon, you'd be deflowering Mara and Sara, combined with the way her newly opened pussy is squeezing your shaft, make it impossible to contain your lust any longer and you feel the need to explode building inside you like spring flood.