Chapter 274: Completely In Control!
This sacred and wild supreme union lasted a full one hundred and twenty-four days and nights.
In the depths of the netherworld, Night and Thunder repeatedly embraced, shook, surged, and subsided, with the entire underworld pulsing to Their breath as rhythm.
When the night curtain finally slowly receded, the extremely happy and sated Goddess of Night remained nestled in the firm chest of her beloved God King.
All divinity was wrapped layer by layer in warm clouds, the afterglow lingering, residual thunder still echoing faintly in the depths, every heartbeat carrying a tingling tremor.
Even the air of the netherworld seemed to still be filled with that domineering scorching aura, perfuming her entire divine body into a state of lazy daze.
But the greedy Night still greedily savored that happy peaceful aftertaste lingering deep in her divinity, intoxicating mind and soul.
She, now thoroughly penetrated and filled without a trace of emptiness, had all the resentment, sorrow, grievance, and dissatisfaction accumulated in her heart previously squeezed out entirely by the God King’s gale-like love, making it absolutely impossible to hide or accumulate any more for a short time.
Facts always prove mercilessly time and again: love must be made with actions.
The more done, the happier and more tranquil, naturally the more harmonious and fulfilling.
The enchanting languid Goddess of Night at this moment was like a dark night flower thoroughly watered by a violent rain, lazily blooming.
Her waterfall-like ink-black long hair clung tightly to her exquisite undulating delicate body like living dark night streams, making the dazzling spring light that could outshine the stars appear faintly.
Her slender jade fingers, with nails of deep mysterious black, now weakly and feebly traced circles on the beloved God King’s chest, sculpted like a sculpture.
Night itself had turned into flowing brocade bedding, covering Their divine bodies faintly, concealing spring and thunder in black night so thin it seemed to drip.
No one knew what amorous scene lay beneath.
One could only barely make out that the two gods were unusually close, with odd undulations and sways at their tightly pressed point.
The God King’s large hand still refused to behave, roaming endlessly along the full white curves, like thunder patrolling its territory, seemingly never satisfied.
He toyed with those two bright full full moons in his palm, teasing in a voice thick with amusement: “My willful Nyx, how about it? Now, you won’t doubt my love for you anymore, right?”
As He spoke, His form drew even closer by a third.
Nyx’s throat immediately overflowed with a low soft trembling moan.
Then, in an extremely obedient and compliant tone, she replied softly and glutinously: “Father God ~ my great father… Nyx was wrong, I won’t do it again…”
“My lord, your love for me, I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely will not have even the slightest doubt anymore.”
Zeus, spirited and triumphant, raised a brow and once again demonstrated his “love,” deliberately thrusting his waist forward, chest out, fully displaying the God King’s majesty.
Nyx immediately shuddered violently in divinity again, her breath like orchids, her already silkily seductive deep phoenix eyes gaining three parts dazed mistiness.
His large hand slapped heavily on that plump curve, exploding a small purple-gold thunder in the night curtain with a crisp echo.
The God King declared smugly: “That’s right! From now on, you are never allowed to doubt my love for you again!”
“Even less allowed to speak recklessly without regard! And no more saying those stupid words about wanting to destroy my sacred order!”
“If there’s a next time, I absolutely won’t spare you! Ten thousand years… no! A hundred thousand years, I absolutely won’t set foot in your netherworld again!”
This strike was both ruthless and precise; the black-clad goddess was truly hit hard, involuntarily letting out a faint wail.
She, body and mind fully sated and dazed, hearing Zeus’s “heartless” words, immediately felt a surge of anxious apprehension.
She hurriedly lifted her beautiful head, lowering her gaze submissively, tremblingly admitting fault: “Zeus ~ my love ~ sorry ~ I swear to you, I really won’t do it again! Please forgive me this once ~”
“Night… Night will obediently listen to you in everything ~”
As she spoke, the Goddess of Night’s shy and seductive water-cut autumn pupils brimmed with overflowing spring, affection continuous and tender, proactively casting the God King a seductive eye potent enough to turn wrought iron into soft coils.
“My lord, my father… you can do whatever you want ~ Night will forever and always listen to you ~”
Zeus was extremely pleased with this.
He leaned down and lightly pecked those delicate lips, now even fuller and moister.
He softly praised: “This is my most beloved Nyx, the Nyx I can’t forget, the one who makes me smile just thinking of her.”
“Nyx, my love, do you know? Your deep alluring Night attracts me so much, makes me so unable to extricate myself.”
“Being with you is always an indescribably joyful and happy time. You, with your unique tenderness and profound intellect, always bind me tightly.”
The silver-tongued God King’s sweet talk was already astonishingly effective on ordinary days.
At this moment, paired with the lingering might of His just-proven “strength,” the effect was extraordinary.
Nyx, thoroughly intoxicated by her beloved God King’s sweet talk, felt her already limp powerless body become even more powerless and limp, her whole body soft without a shred of strength.
As if she might melt into a pool of pure night color at any moment, fully merging into her beloved God King’s embrace.
Her snow-white smooth forehead rubbed back and forth on Zeus’s firm chest.
Just like a little girl utterly immersed in the river of love, coquettishly without any reserve.
Where was there any trace of her cold proud eternal supreme goddess demeanor?
Zeus held the goddess in his arms even tighter, closer, breathing slower: “My beloved, our two sons—Thanatos and Hypnos, do you like them?”
Nyx gently lifted her head, her deep night-sky black eyes now even more dazed and misty, like soaked by fine rain.
She, still emitting faint muffled hums, could only nod repeatedly.
“Like… I like… our, our children… I love them all!”
Zeus raised his hand to steady his beloved goddess, his voice even softer: “I like them too. They are all our lovely children. Now with sons and daughters complete, I am truly delighted.”
He paused slightly, but suddenly changed tack, pressing to Nyx’s sensitive dainty ear, saying in a seductive low voice: “But I still feel it’s not enough.”
“As long as I’m with you, I always want to gestate more children with you.”
“My precious love, shall we gestate more, more children in the future?”
The God King’s supremely clever words chose the most devastating timing, like the most precise arrow, accurately piercing the softest, most desired place in this Great Mother Goddess’s heart.
As the supreme Great Mother Goddess of Night, how could she possibly refuse the temptation to gestate more children together with her beloved God King?
It was as if all the universe’s stars exploded in her divinity’s depths, waves of ecstasy instantly overwhelming her.
The excited Goddess of Night let out an uncontrollable wail and once again tightly clung to this most beloved God King.
Her voice trembled with emotion, even her breath laced with joyful sobs: “My love… my love, my love ~”
“Thank you… thank you for making me so fulfilled! Thank you for making me so complete! Thank you… for giving me your most generous and precious love! Night… Night will always be yours!”
The pitiful Goddess of Night had been thoroughly mastered in the palm of this clever God King’s hand…
The tide of passion still crashed against each other in the netherworld depths, taking a long time to slowly tranquilize.
Several days later, long after the beloved God King departed, the Goddess of Night finally regained a bit of her senses.
As the lingering intoxication faded, she then felt like she had forgotten something important.
But still in a dizzy, lightheaded state, she couldn’t recall for the moment what it was.
In the end, she could only set aside the doubt for now, turning into a limp powerless night curtain and slowly returning to her Night Divine Palace.
As for those two newborn children…
Um…
The two brothers had very sensibly left long ago.
As natural subjects of King of the Underworld Hades, They had already gone to report at the Underworld Palace.
The Night Divine Palace was now empty of gods.
Nyx’s divine thought stirred, looking toward her divine thought space to summon her daughter Hemera to help comb her… and incidentally share her joy.
But as soon as her mind looked, she jolted!
She finally remembered what she had forgotten!
‘Oh no!’
‘Forgot Hemera!!!’
Well…
The God King, domineering and rough from the start, had truly been too ferociously intense.
The Goddess of Night, whose mind was already turbulent at the time, soon became dazed, naturally forgetting this “important” matter entirely.
As for the God King…
Immersed in wild conquest and sweet tenderness, He had, amid the pleasure, thoroughly cast that so-called “surprise” to the back of His mind.
One could only wonder if He would regret it later when He remembered.
Based on this humble author’s understanding of Him, probably, possibly, maybe… alright, definitely, certainly, and surely, yes!
After all… that was Hemera! The flawless radiant Goddess of Daylight!
The current Goddess of Night was embarrassed to the extreme.
Her vision went black, nearly performing an “on-site demise.”
If she weren’t Night itself, she really wanted to hide herself completely in endless Night right then, never to emerge again.
This, this, this…
How was she supposed to face her lovely daughter?!
One must know, this “surprise” wasn’t just for the God King alone.
It was equally for beloved Hemera herself!
