The chamber's heavy air pulsed with the heat of their bodies, the faint crackle of divine energy sparking where Zeus's skin brushed against Hera's. The furs beneath them were a tangled mess, the carved runestones on the bedposts glowing faintly, as if the ancient magic of Asgard itself bore witness to their union. Hera's breath came in sharp, ragged gasps, her dark eyes locked on Zeus's, their stormy blue depths blazing with a hunger that matched the wildfire raging in her core. His cock was buried deep inside her, each thrust a claiming force that sent tremors through her divine frame, but they were far from done.
