❤ Answers and a passionate Athena.❤

Chapter 22: Answers:

I woke abruptly, gasping for air, my heart pounding in my chest. “Shh, it’s alright,” Lissandra murmured soothingly. She sat on the edge of the pool, her fingers brushing gently against my forehead as if to calm the storm inside me. “You’re back in the world of the living.”

My head rested on her legs, both of us still bare from our earlier intimacy. She cradled me tenderly, her touch grounding me as I struggled to piece together what had just happened. Her serene smile glowed in the afterglow of our shared moment, but her focus was wholly on me. “So,” she asked with a soft laugh, “did it work?”

I exhaled deeply. “Yes…”

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as I recounted the vision I’d seen, the truth of my creation, the gods’ plan to use me against the Erebosians, Athena’s hidden role in my life, my mission, and the divine blessings buried within me. She listened intently, her gentle caresses never ceasing, her expression thoughtful as she absorbed every word.

“It seems,” she mused, “that when you recover a memory, you’re transported inside your own mind to relive the moment as it unfolds. That’s not like the typical visions I grant to those who seek answers.” She tilted her head, pondering. “There’s definitely more to you than meets the eye.”

I frowned, the pieces not quite fitting together. “Are you saying this vision wasn’t entirely your doing?”

“Not exactly,” she admitted, her voice calm but serious. “I only removed the barrier blocking your access to the closest memory I could feel. Aphrodite’s blessing amplified my powers enough to make that possible. But…” She paused, taking a measured breath, her tone growing heavier. “There’s more locked away, Kayn. I only uncovered the weakest barrier, the one at the surface. I suspect the deeper or more recent the memory, the stronger the magic holding it back will be.”

Her words left me unsettled, the weight of the journey ahead pressing heavily on me. This was only the beginning. “I need to talk to Athena,” I said, my voice firm. “She has answers I need.”

Lissandra nodded slowly, choosing her words with care. “I don’t meddle in the affairs of gods, but I agree with you. Still… I can understand why she might have chosen not to tell you everything.” Her gaze dropped, and she instinctively moved to hide her palm, burned and raw from the ritual.

I caught her hand before she could pull away and studied burnt marks. “Lissandra… is this because of me?” I asked, guilt twisting in my chest.

She hesitated before giving a small nod, her expression answering what her words wouldn’t. “…Yes, but it’s nothing serious,” she said softly, trying to downplay the pain.

“I’m sorry I caused this,” I murmured, my thumb brushing gently over her injured hand. “Does it hurt?”

Her lips curved into a warm smile. “It’s alright. I knew the risks of dealing with dark and powerful magic.”

I held her gaze, searching for reassurance, then shifted the conversation gently. “About what happened between us…”

Her cheeks flushed a delicate pink as she straightened. “Yes?”

I scratched the back of my head, suddenly self-conscious. “I know it was… unexpected,” I said, feeling heat rise to my face. “But it worked. The ritual succeeded.”

She chuckled softly. “It did. Aphrodite was pleased, and… I enjoyed it as well.”

Her honesty caught me off guard, and I found myself grinning. “I did too. You make a great lover, Lissandra.”

“And you’re quite something yourself,” she teased, her smile turning playful. “That cock of yours… well, let’s just say it left an impression.”

We both stood, the space between us narrowing as our gazes locked.

“Well,” I said with a sly smirk, “you had quite the effect on me.”

“Oh?” Her tone dripped with mischief. “Was it my tits? Or my ass?” Her body arched slightly, her hips brushing against my hands as they settled on her curves.

“A little bit of both,” I admitted, letting my eyes wander appreciatively over her. “But your eyes…” I met her gaze, my voice softening. “They’re what made me want to do this again.” Without waiting for her reply, I closed the distance, pressing my lips to hers. She responded with fervor, her lips parting to let our tongues meet in a slow, passionate dance. The warmth between us reignited as if the world beyond this moment didn’t exist.

When she finally pulled back, her smile was teasing but genuine. “Hmm… good,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “Because I intend to enjoy your company as long as I can.”

I chuckled, my forehead resting lightly against hers. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

We bathed together in the pool, washing away the remnants of our earlier passion, sharing soft laughter and stolen glances. Afterward, we dressed and bid each other goodnight. As I entered my room, I locked the door and sat on the bed, the weight of everything that had happened pressing down on me. This was the moment.

Closing my eyes, I focused and spoke aloud, “Athena, if you’re there... we need to talk.” My voice carried a seriousness I hoped she wouldn’t ignore.

“Now this is more to my liking,” her voice replied but this time, it didn’t feel ethereal. It felt real.

Startled, I opened my eyes. There she was, standing by the fireplace, her physical form radiating a presence that filled the room. My breath caught.
“What—how are you here?” I asked, rising to my feet and moving toward her cautiously.

She reached out, guiding my hand to her cheek. Her skin was warm, soft, and undeniably real. “It’s true. I’m here,” she said with a smile.

“But… the curse. I thought it made this impossible,” I said, marveling at her beauty. Athena always looked divine, but now, in person, she seemed otherworldly beautifully. Her presence was overwhelming in the best way, a perfect balance of strength, wisdom, and elegance.

“It should have been impossible,” she admitted, her expression thoughtful. “But something’s changed. The curse’s grip remains, and my powers are still limited, but I can stand here with you now, even if only briefly. You tell me, why do you think this happened?”

Her eyes sparkled with knowing anticipation.
I hesitated. “I… unlocked a memory. That might explain it.”

Her face lit up with a joy I had never seen before. “You did?” Before I could say more, she threw her arms around me, pulling me into a tight embrace. The warmth and softness of her touch sent a shock through me. “You don’t understand how important this is,” she said, her voice brimming with excitement. She pulled back, her smile radiant. “Now it all makes sense.”

“What does?” I asked, finding myself smiling at her enthusiasm.

“How I can be here physically! Recovering even a fragment of your memories has already begun to weaken the curse’s hold. This is incredible!” she said, her words spilling out in rapid excitement. “Have you tried using magic? Speaking to animals? Or—” She stopped seeing me completely amused and shocked at her excitement “I’m sorry, am I going to fast?”

“Well yes, but you looked really cute like this so I didn’t want to stop you” I said with a slight chuckle scratching the back of my head amused at her.

She flushed, a rare and endearing sight. “I’m sorry,” she said, composing herself. “It’s just… I fear the curse would ensure you’d never recover your powers. But now… I was wrong. Olympus will rejoice at this news.”

“About that,” I said, my tone turning somber. “We need to talk.”

Her smile faded as her brows furrowed. “What’s wrong?”

I took a deep breath. “The memory I recovered...it was the day I was born.’”

Her eyes widened, her expression hardening as she realized the implications. “How much did you see?”

“All of it,” I replied firmly.

Athena sighed, turning to stare into the fire. Her shoulders tensed as though bracing for what was to come. “What do you want to know?”

I had too many questions to ask but only one materialised on my tongue “Why?”

Her gaze remained fixed on the flickering flames. “We gods think we are always right, even when our decisions destroy the lives of those we should be protecting. You saw it firsthand in your memory. My brother....many of the gods, in their arrogance and vanity have caused more harm than good. Some of us have even grown jealous of mortals.”

I studied her carefully. “But not you… right?”
She hesitated, then shook her head. “I’ve failed too, Kayn. Being a god teaches you pride, too much pride. I’ve learned that lesson the hard way. That’s why I fought for your creation. You were meant to be a change. A beacon. Something or someone to remind us of what we’ve forgotten.”

I frowned, doubtful. “How could I change the gods’ attitudes? I don’t even know what I am.”

She turned to face me, her expression grave. “Do you know what happened to my grandparents?”

“You mean the Titans?”

“Yes,” she said, her voice heavy. “The Titans were consumed by fear and arrogance. My father dethroned them, imprisoning even those who opposed Cronos’ tyranny. He believed it was necessary...but now, I see history repeating itself. We Olympians are devouring ourselves in our vanity, forgetting our duties, forgetting our purpose.”

I raised an eyebrow at her. “And what is that mission?”

“To give the Earth back to the mortal race,” she said, her voice filled with quiet conviction. Her gaze softened as she watched the warm fire engulf the log, the flames dancing in her eyes. “One day, mortals will no longer need to pray to us. Their choices will be their own, their lives guided by their own hands. And we gods… we will join them, leaving our divinity behind to become one with the world we helped create.”

“But not all of you want that, do they?” I asked, sensing the weight of her words.

“No,” she admitted, her smile fading. “I can’t blame them, though. Even I fear **** and the idea of living as a mortal. But that’s the beauty of your kind. You don’t live paralyzed by fear of every decision or step. You live your lives fully, embracing each moment. And that... that is beautiful.”

“I thought gods couldn’t die,” I said, puzzled.

“We don’t… well, not exactly,” she replied, a hint of warry amusement in her tone. “A god can be killed by a blade or other means, but when our body dies, the divine essence that makes us gods returns to Olympus. There, it rests in our temples until we undergo a… how should I put it? A ‘reconstruction.’” She chuckled softly at her choice of words. “Once the process is complete, we’re revived, as if nothing happened. That’s why many of us aren’t afraid to take risks or reveal ourselves physically, we know our essence is safe in Olympus. That was what made us superior to the Titans.”

“What happens if someone destroys your essence in the temple?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.

Her expression shifted to one of quiet pride, recognizing the sharpness of my question, something I suspected came from her essence on me. “Well,” she began, her tone serious, “as I said, while our essence is in Olympus, it’s completely **** in our temple. There are always guards stationed in case a reconstruction is in process. But if someone were to destroy our essence completely, then we gods… truly die.”

“So, the Erebosians are after that?” I asked, starting to connect the dots.

“Yes,” she said grimly. “They understand how we function. But for them to know the exact locations of our temples… that’s unprecedented. During the first war, they never had this knowledge. For an Erebosian to possess it now, either they’ve grown as powerful as a god, or…” Her voice trailed off.

“Or someone told them,” I finished for her, my voice low.

She nodded. “This time, it’s different,” she said, her voice heavy with concern. “We’re losing this war. Minor gods have already fallen, their essences destroyed. Others, those more powerful, are undergoing reconstruction even as we speak. Somehow, the Erebosians are stronger than ever. Zeus is disturbed. He’s fought many wars, but this time… this time, he fears we’re overmatched. The gods are spread thin, battling a relentless enemy while also covering the duties of the fallen and recovering gods. And then, you showed up.”

“How did I change everything?” I asked, still struggling to see how I fit into this divine chaos.

“You became our secret weapon,” she said, her tone softening. “You aren’t a god, but you wield the power of a major one, sometimes even greater than the Big Three combined. Yet you’re free from the constraints of divinity. And most importantly, you have something no god possesses.”

“What?” I asked, leaning closer.

She stepped toward me, placing her hand gently on my chest. Her touch was warm, grounding. “A soul, Kayn,” she said, her smile radiant. “A mortal soul. It’s more powerful than any divine essence.”

“So… I’m mortal too?” I asked.

“Yes and no,” she replied, her voice tinged with a bittersweet note. “You are something new, even to us gods. We never imagined you’d become what you are now. And then… well, things happened.” Her words stirred a sharp pain in my head, the dark curse clawing its way back to the surface. My vision blurred, fragments of memories I couldn’t yet reach swirling just out of grasp.

Athena’s expression darkened. She withdrew her hand, regret clouding her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she said softly. “I can’t tell you more.”

I gently lifted her chin, ignoring the dull throb of pain in my body, and looked at her with all the tenderness I could muster. “You’ve already done so much for me,” I said with a soft smile. Seeing her this close, I was struck by her beauty. Her silver-blue eyes shimmered with divine energy, yet they held a human warmth that was deceptively subtle. Her features came together to form a face so breathtaking it seemed almost otherworldly.

“I just wish I could do more…” she started, but I stopped her before she could continue down that path of self-reproach. I wrapped her in a tender hug. She stiffened for a moment, startled, but then melted into it, lingering in the warmth for a few long seconds.

“So, we’re good?” she asked, her voice softer than usual, almost hesitant. For the first time, I saw a side of her that was strangely ****, her divine aura tinged with human fragility.

I chuckled, shaking my head at her worry. “Why wouldn’t we be? Sure, I wish you’d told me sooner, but there wasn’t anything you could do without hurting me more. I understand that now.”

Her lips curled into a small, relieved smile. “Fate is a bitch, isn’t she?” she said, her tone lightening as she let out a gentle laugh.

I couldn’t help but laugh too. “That she is.”

As she pulled away from the hug, the mood shifted into something more casual, like the break in tension after a storm. “How are you holding up?” she asked, her voice genuinely curious but laced with concern.

“Besides the constant ache from the battle? I’m doing pretty well,” I replied, grinning at her. Despite the weight of everything I’d been through, I tried to focus on the positives, and she noticed. "What about you?"

Her smile lingered as she rolled her eyes. “Tired,” she admitted, her honesty catching me slightly off guard. “The war is quieter now, but I know this is just the calm before the storm. Ares is leading the frontlines…”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” I said, tilting my head. “He’s the god of war, surely he knows a thing or two about fighting beings as powerful as the Erebosians.”

Athena sighed deeply, clearly wrestling with her words. “My brother has… flaws,” she admitted carefully. “Yes, he’s a brilliant tactician, and he thrives in battle. He even won the last war against the Erebosians. But…”

“But what?” I asked, intrigued by her hesitation.
She sighed again, clearly **** to speak her mind, but my smirk prodded her. “Go on. You can say it.”

Her lips twitched, then the dam broke. “He’s a fucking asshole,” she blurted, her voice rising with frustration. “A giant dick who thinks he knows everything there is to know about war and life and, oh, everything. Honestly, I don’t understand how father hasn’t slapped some sense into him by now, because I swear if no one does it, I will. That fucking asshole!”

I blinked, completely taken aback by her sudden outburst. Athena, always so poised and controlled, was now ranting with the kind of unfiltered energy I never thought I’d see from her. “Wow,” I managed to mutter, more amused than anything else.

Her cheeks flushed as the realization of her tirade hit her. “Sorry. Did I… go a little overboard?”

“Maybe,” I said, letting my grin grow wider, “but honestly, it was adorable.”

She narrowed her eyes at me, clearly embarrassed. “Shut up.”

I couldn’t hold back a laugh. “Okay, okay! I’m sorry,” I said, making an exaggerated gesture of zipping my lips.

That earned a chuckle from her, and for a moment, the weight of the war and the pain of our shared burdens felt distant.

“I forgot to ask,” Athena began, her tone light but laced with curiosity. “How did you and Lissandra manage to unlock your memory? To be honest, I thought you’d have trouble with it. Erebosian magic is not something to take lightly.”

I scratched the back of my head, feeling a little sheepish. The truth was… unconventional, to say the least. “Well, we might have… gotten help from a goddess,” I admitted hesitantly.

Her eyes lit up, intrigued. “Oh? Another Olympian lending their hand? Who?”

“Aphrodite,” I said, bracing myself for the inevitable reaction.

There was a pause. “Oh…” she murmured, her expression neutral at first. But then her eyes widened in realization. “Wait...how did she help you? I mean, the only way you’d earn her blessing is if…” She stopped, her face morphing into shock. “Oh, by Zeus.” Her gaze locked onto me, horrified. “Please tell me you didn’t…”

My silence betrayed me.

“Fuck, Kayn! Really?” she exclaimed, disbelief radiating from her as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

“It wasn’t my idea!” I protested weakly, trying to defend myself.

“Of course. So, what? Your cock just slipped in?” she fired back, sarcasm dripping from her words as she crossed her arms, glaring at me.

“N-no!” I stammered, flustered. “I mean… it did help us, right?”

She let out a frustrated groan. “Well, yes, it did which is what pisses me off the most!” She rubbed her temples, muttering to herself. “When I return to Olympus, I won’t hear the end of this from her.”

“I’m sorry,” I said, trying to smooth things over. “I didn’t know it’d be an issue. In the heat of the moment, it felt right. And, well, it worked.”

Athena’s irritation shifted, revealing something deeper. She shook her head, exhaling sharply. “I don’t care that you had sex with Lissandra, Kayn. That’s not the problem. I’m just… why does everyone like Aphrodite so much? What’s so special about her?”

I hesitated, trying to find the right words. “Well… she is the goddess of love and passion. That includes carnal pleasure, something beings universally enjoy?” I said, my voice trailing off at the end.

Her expression darkened. Without warning, she pushed me back onto the bed. Standing over me, she looked more frustrated than I’d ever seen her. “So, what? I’m not good enough?” she said, her voice carrying a vulnerability that startled me.

Lying on the bed, I stared up at her, thoroughly confused. “What’s going on?” I asked cautiously.

She ignored me, pacing as her words tumbled out in a mixture of frustration and insecurity. “Because she flaunts her beauty, people think she’s the epitome of desire? Is that really it? Am I not as beautiful as she is?”

My heart clenched at the pain in her voice. “I—no! You’re stunning, Athena!” I said, genuinely alarmed.

But she wasn’t done. “What? I’m not hot enough because I don’t sway my hips like I’m in heat all the time? Is that it?” She turned around, gesturing at her perfect form. “What? Is my backside not sexy enough?”

I stared at her, utterly flabbergasted. “Athena, I think you’re both beautiful in your own way,” I said carefully, trying to calm her down.

Her head snapped toward me, her silver-blue eyes narrowing. In an instant, she was in my space, leaning over me on the bed, her face mere inches from mine. “Both beautiful in our own way?” she repeated, her voice low and dangerous.

I gulped as her breath ghosted over my skin. Her tone shifted, becoming sultry and seductive. “I could make you crave me in ways she never could,” she murmured, her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my heart race. “Tell me, Kayn...who would you rather have now?”

My mind scrambled for a response. Every instinct screamed at me to tread carefully, for the last thing I needed was to make her angrier. “Hmm, I—”

Athena noticed my struggle for words, a victorious smirk slowly created on her lips. "Still deciding? Or perhaps my point has finally sunk in? she looked at me with seductive eyes and passion “This..." She began to trail a hand down my chest teasingly. "Is to prove a point, Kayn." Her lips brush against mine in a feather-light touch. Then she crushed her lips to mine in a passionate and loving kiss, all fire and authority, her godly passion unleashed.

“…Athena” I muttered as I pull away from the kiss for a second not expecting this sudden passionate outburst from her.

She shushed me “shh… I need this…. We need this” she said tenderly as she began to lower herself on her knees to my crotch, she moved her hands seductively and with one movement she moved to a side my robe liberating my hard cock. “Hmmm hello old friend, miss me?” She said talking to my manhood while admiring it not surprised by its length and girth, did we do this before I fall?

She caressed softly her fingers moving like silk on my cock as she touched with one of her soft fingers the tip of my cock making it twitch a little, my cock answered by itself twitching happily and joyful feeling Athena’s touch again, she chuckled “I thought so, you feel so good in my hand."

She started to move her hips suggestively, creating a hypnotic rhythm. The goddess was clearly enjoying having me under her control like this.

I moaned out loud from the mix of her touch and kisses, my body arched towards her, wanting more of the goddess. “Hmm time to see if you still taste as good as you did.” She whispered. Athena gaze at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes before parting her lips and taking my length into the warmth of her divine mouth.

She began to work her magic sucking with expert skill and divine sensations she produced, her tongue swirling around the shaft and length of my cock as she took me deeper, the tight suction of her mouth incredible, using not only her beautiful and hot lips but her fingers to sent shivers down my spine and give my member a time it will never forget.

She increased her pace, determined to leave me breathless and convinced of her abilities.
One hand came to rest on my thigh while the other cupped and stroked my cock in time with the silken glide of her mouth.

She seemed to relish having me at her mercy like this, making little satisfied hums that vibrate along my sensitive flesh heightening the feelings.

My hands find their way into Athena's hair as her lips moved on me, sending waves of pleasure through my body "Athena...” I moaned enjoying this godlike blowjob while trying my best to hold on, doing a terrible work at it. She was just that good.

She let out a pleased murmur, caused by my hands tangling in her hair. She looked up at me again with intense, sparkling eyes, never breaking contact as she continued her deliberate motions.

She began to took me deeper hitting the base of my cock with the back of her throat. Her lips wrapped around me, bobbing her head rhythmically, finding a pace that pleases her just as much as it did me.
The sound of her movements filled the room as she lost herself further, the goddess was wholly focused on showing me that no other will satisfy me as she does.

“Fuck you are just…. FUCK!” I said shivering the feeling her tongue playing around the tip and base of my cock her divine blowjob getting closer to her objective.

"Tell me, Kayn..." Athena challenged me as her she played with my cock, her hands working in harmony with her lips and tongue. "Which goddess is it who makes you feel this way?" She teased with a playful tone loving to dirty talk and push my buttons.

“You.. you are just something else.” I moaned throwing myself back not looking at her gorgeous face and hold on this divine blowjob just a little longer.

"Oh yes, hold back for me..." She murmurs, trailing kisses down my chest and stomach, her hands caressing my thighs. She looked up, her presence commanding yet tender all at once. "I do love seeing you struggle under my touch, feeling every fibre of your being cry out."

Athena took me fully into her mouth again, swirling her tongue expertly as she gazed up at me defiantly, daring me to let go, to allow that sweet release she knew I was craving.

Unable to hold it any longer, I cried out as I released my hot seed into Athena's eager mouth. "Athena!" I tremble at the intense climax she made me reach. Her eyes light up in victorious delight as she felt my release against her throat. She took it all gracefully with a satisfied hum, savouring every last drop.

When I finished, she rose up slowly, a small smirk playing on her lips as she licked them clean, a few drops catching on her chin which she drank up sensuously.

"Mmm... divine." She purred approvingly, her own breath coming more steadily now. "And still...you managed to hold on as much as you could." She teased yet admiring my stamina against something as divine as her lovemaking “You are just exceptional.”

I threw my body and head fully on bed as I felt exhausted, with ragged breaths I muttered "Fuck... That was... Amazing." As I lay there Athena cleaned my cock and finished it off with a kiss on the tip of my cock.

She laughed lightly at my reaction, clearly pleased at me being beyond satisfied. "Mmm, I thought so." She agreed, Athena stood up as she prepared to disappear feeling that her visit here is coming to an end "I hope that left you wondering who is the best." Athena said with wink "Good night Kayn… we will be in contact." And with that Athena disappeared leaving me completely dry.

“Ok…. What the fuck just happened.”