Feast on Love. Kinda hard not to.

When Zeus reached his bedroom, he promptly tossed Aphrodite onto the bed. She chuckled merrily in response.

"Oh my! Whatever do you plan to do?" She said teasingly.

Zeus didn't answer verbally. Rather he grabbed her by her legs and slid her to the edge of the bed. Wordlessly he pushed her skirt up, then pulled her thong panties off. Aphrodite's breath grew heavier in anticipation of what Zeus would do next.

Zeus removed his shirt before speaking. "I've decided I'm hungry." He places his hands on her knees, spreading her legs apart.

"Ooo, you wish to feast on Love," she asked, practically shivering.

Zeus knelt down between her legs, taking a moment to enjoy her scent.

"I do."

And that was when Aphrodite started moaning.

Meanwhile Alena had made her way back to the hall.

"Dad? Dite? The heck did everyone go?" She wondered aloud.

And then she heard the telltale sounds Aphrodite made when she was having sex.

"Oh geez, is she..are they..?" A series of emotions ran through her. She didn't know whether to be annoyed that Dite was likely fucking her father or aroused at the idea of taking a look.

"Fuck! Right there! Push your tongue deeper!"

Aroused. Definitely aroused. Alena could feel her nips hardening and her pussy getting wet.

"Ah screw it." She dashed up the steps, though she took a quieter approach when heading to her father's room. As she got closer she could hear sounds of pleasure, though not the same ones she had heard downstairs. She peeked her head around to look inside.