That's the power of love!

Night had fallen in Themyscira and with it, Diana travelled down the cobblestone path of one of the streets towards a lookout near the cliffside overlooking the shores. She occasionally walked past a pair of guards making their rounds, a tint of blush on their cheeks and a flutter in their eyes she just noticed before the two passed her by. The rest of her home’s inhabitants had the same look on their faces, she could not quite put her finger on it. But she would be a fool if she did not recognise the same in her. Her heart fluttered constantly, and a warmth bloomed from her chest to her face and down the rest of her extremities. She could feel the same tightness in her chest plate and bloomers again, making her shake her head to clear her thoughts as she continued her walk down to the beachfront.

There she found the rest of her guests and friends sitting at the table, talking, and squirming in their seats in the soft glow of the violet coloured flowers that bloomed across the island. Giving the table a soft violet glow like natural florescent lights. “My friends, how do you fare on our paradise island?”

Tugging at her top, Dinah huffed, a blush on her cheeks while she folded her hands in her lap. “We’ve been talking about what happened on the Watch Tower, hmm… Still can’t get it out of my head.”

“Yeah…” Swooned Zatanna, fanning herself after taking her top hat off and combing her fingers through her long black hair. “I try to think of anything else, but every time I close my eyes I picture Barry’s hands on my…” Shivering and tracing a finger down her buttoned blouse, Zatanna bit her lip to stifle a moan, one shared by the others as they too remembered their experience with the speedster.

Closing her eyes, Diana hummed to herself as she remembered Barry’s hands explore her body, how he kissed up her chest and neck line, the way he could be everywhere at once with his speed and the way he could vibrate. Shivering, Diana joined her friends at the stone table to hide her arousal, doing so, her mind wandered to the others she was with that night. She remembered how Bruce’s rough hands gripped her so gently and how his tongue felt on her stiff nipples and her lips. She remembered how Clark felt as she rode him, even drunk with passion he was gentle with her, then there was John, Oliver… Looking back over to Dinah, Diana felt guilty for what she had done with her husband the Green Arrow, but even so and even now all she could think about was how the man cradled her gently while she wrapped her legs around him, playfully biting at his goatee and kissing his lips.

She was in love!

That was the only explanation. She loved ALL of them, equally and without jealousy. Beforehand she would have called it a deep-rooted respect for each of them, but now? She wanted to give herself to them again, and again, and again. She wanted to sooth Bruce’s pain, heal John’s loneliness, share her joy with Barry, and Oliver? She would be there with Dinah, shoulder to shoulder like sisters complimenting each other’s presence as they both shared the man they both…

Shaking her head and letting her long flowing hair flow back and forth, Diana cleared her mind and steeled herself. “Eternicus imbued us with the vitality of life, one has to expect that life will be… Lively.”

“If you say so…” Purred Karen, she and Kara leaned against each other, trying to keep their breathing calm as they basked in the violet glow all around them. Their nipples tenting their costumes as Kara fanned herself. “I didn’t see Parasite getting a hard on when he took the full charge of him… Then again… He did blow his load.”

“And GIRL did he!” Kara hooted as she and Karen high-fived each other.

“By the way, Diana?” Asked Shayera, her wings bristling as she shivered in the violet glow of the flowers around them. “What was with your mother and Superman?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well I’ve seen your ‘sisters’, they look at men the same way you or I look at a mosquito bite.”

“I will admit, my amazon sisters can be passionate in their views.”

“Pff, yeah… Passionate.” Smirked Hawk Girl, rolling her eyes. “I’m just saying the look she gave Clark wasn’t contempt, more like the look a hungry tiger gives to a juicy steak!”

“Well, I do hope he is doing well, he didn’t deserve that kind of animosity for trying to help…”

*

Slowly stirring awake and looking up to the arched ceiling of the royal quarters of the Queen of the Amazons, Clark looked around and found Hippolyta pressed up against him in bed, nuzzling into his chest and drawing circles with her finger around his shoulder. The purple glow in her eyes were ever present as she basked in post coital bliss and swooned in his arms.

“I can SEE now why my daughter has such feelings for you, her AND the others.” Sighed the Queen, smiling to herself as Superman laid in her bed, stunned, and tired after several hours of intense sex with the powerful woman. Repositioning herself to lounge on top of the man and rest her chin in her arms, the Queen smiled lovingly down at the man of steel, still tracing circles at his chest while the man recovered his strength. Seeing his fatigue, she smiled again and leaned up to kiss his nose. Then his lips. She loved him, adored him, she wanted him to stay, to have him worship her just as she would worship him over and over again. To share him with her Amazon sisters so they would know the joys of open love. Sighing to herself, she looked down at the man still transfixed by her perfect beauty, her glowing purple eyes, violet hair and lips. Moaning pleasantly as she felt his hand grope at her left thigh and the other drape over her back. Smiling back at him, she sat up and rewarded him by pressing her full, round breasts against his face, swooning when she felt him kiss and lick at her cleavage and the globes of her tits.

“I do apologize for your treatment earlier today, my people share an intense contempt and animosity towards men that has lasted for many centuries, I must find a way to rectify this, but until then you must remain hidden and I must abide by the laws of the Amazons… Until they are changed.”

Feeling her get up from the bed, Clark watched as she stretched and sat up, gracefully moving away from the bed in the nude and letting the moonlight cascade over her perfect body before she made a simple hand gesture and her body became enveloped in violet silks and robes that formed a new gown for her. Instantly amethyst jewelry formed around her neck, ears and wrists and formed a crown of purple gems and silver over her brow that looked like a set of faux horns. Bending at the waist to pick up Superman’s costume, she idly flicked it towards her bed for the sore and tired man to pick up as he sat up and slowly got dressed.

“Where are you going?” He asked, disappointed that he could not feel her skin against his or the scent of her hair. Fumbling with his suit, Clark drunkenly put on his pants and clumsily put on his boots while Hippolyta looked out the balcony of her quarters out into the shoreline.

“Eternicus shall be here soon, I must prepare for his arrival and meet with him alone.”

Turning, she approached the bed and bent down to kiss Superman on the lips, lingering for several seconds before pulling away with a loving smile. “You will have to leave… But if I require you again, you will know.” Tracing her finger under his chin affectionately, the Queen helped guide him out of her personal bed chambers, kissing his cheek before closing the door.

Nodding but still disappointed that he had to leave, Clark got to his feet and made his way out of the palace, carefully trying to avoid attention so as not to arouse suspicion by the Amazonian guards. Not that he would have needed to be extra careful, had he been aware, he would have found all the amazons looked flustered and were putting all the effort they had into cooling down… Or making out with each other.

By the time he had exited the palace, Clark was relieved he wasn’t caught but he was still heart broken that he had to leave, he wanted to stay with Hippolyta longer, to savour her presence and just, just…

“YOU!”

Blinking his eyes and looking in front of him, he was so caught up with fawning over Hippolyta’s beauty, he did not realise he got caught. Staring daggers at him and breathing hard as if she had been running, Artemis glared, her hair was a mess and her armor looked like it was hastily put on. In her hands were her spear and shield, hanging from her hands as she sluggishly raised them in an aggressive stature.

“YOU were told to LEAVE our island; YOU were told to respect our laws… And yet you return!” Storming up to the man, she pinned him against the wall with her spear under his chin, rage in her eyes and her face flushed with arousal. Even though she was furious, Clark noticed something else about the woman; she seemed off.. Her breathing hitched as she stared into his blue crystal eyes. Then she gasped when she looked down and found hat her proximity and the events of the last few hours still affected him, and the front of his pants bulged.

“THIS AROUSES YOU?! I will PUNISH you personally for defiling our island you filthy… Degenerate… Boarish…” Breathing hard and practically in his face, Artemis breathed hard, her eyes blurry as she glared into his… and felt her nose press against his. At the moment, she dropped her spear and shield and pulled the man into a fierce kiss, growling into his mouth as she pressed her body against him and pinned Superman against the wall. Already she could feel his hands scramble to peel off her armor, and frantically she joined her hands in his in helping to get their clothes off. Hearing her breast plate and metal skirt hit the stone path with a ‘clank’, he had already pulled his shirt and cape off when she pulled his pants down and freed his foot long cock free, stroking his length and swooning into his mouth, only breaking the kiss to pull away and breath.

“I need you inside me…” Wrapping a leg around his waist, she aimed his length to he nethers and sunk down hard on him, her eyes fluttering and a hiss escaping her lips before they were captured in another kiss. Spun around, Artemis gasped and laughed before her lips were captured in another kiss and her other leg joined in wrapping around his waist. Gasping and grunting with effort as he thrust hard into her, Clark felt Artemis thrust her chest into his face and eagerly sucked at one of her nipples, making her moan and cry out loud. Her inner muscles gripped at his cock tightly and squeezed for all she could to keep him inside of her. “SO LONG! So long since I have… Yes! More, please! Take me! I’m yours! I love you, I LOVE YOU!” She cried out, pulling her ponytail free to let her fiery red hair loose, tossing her hair as she reached her limit. “TAKE ME!!!”

With a groan, Superman reached his limit and erupted into the screaming amazon general, her fingers raked against his back as he fired off one torrent of cum after the other into her gripping pussy, flooding her insides while her legs tightened their grip from her own explosive orgasm. By the time they both came down from their experience, Artemis pulled Clark’s face up and began to pepper his lips, cheeks, and nose with butterfly kisses, swooning into his mouth and lingering there. “I love you… You Hercules you, I’m yours…” She was in love, so head over heels in love she could not think of anything else. When she felt him eventually pull out of her, Artemis pouted but understood why, if the other amazons found him like she did, they would most certainly want him executed.

Scrambling to get her armor back on as he too got dressed, her eyes lingered on his perfect physique, his chiselled jaw, his crop of black hair, his innocent blue eyes, why did she hate him before? Was she mad? Everything about him she adored, she wanted him to stay, to bed him every day and night and let the island know of their love and passion. Seeing him about to leave, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him close, kissing him against and whispered into his ear.

“I shall wait for you… In secret… The coast of the island to the East… I shall wait for you there… If you return…”

Nodding slowly and sleepily, Superman finally managed to stagger down the cobblestone path away from the palace and took to the air, flying out of sight and making the red-haired woman already regret his absence. Unseen by either of them, Hippolyta watched the entire affair from her balcony, smiling warmly at the events and returned inside to prepare.