Just pull Aphrodite away. It’s probably not a good idea to gamble right now.

You waste no time reaching through the ropes to grab Aphrodite’s hands, pulling them away from their grip on Melody’s legs. She struggles, of course, but her focus on the “erotic” part of “erotic combat” comes at a price, and you’re easily able to free your partner from her grip.

Melody drops to the ground and quickly rolls out of Aphrodite’s reach, climbing back to her feet a little dizzily and fixing her panties, while the brunette Goddess turns to you with a glare. “Do you really think this is wise? Denying the Goddess of Love her climax?”

“I think it’s wise to deny my opponent a point,” you reply with a shrug.

“For now.” Her fingers flutter down between her thighs and pull her pussy lips apart, taunting you with the exposure even as droplets of her juices drizzle to the mat and roll down her inner thighs. “Perhaps I’ll take it from you instead of her.”