SACRIFICE TO THE MOON (Completed) #Wattys2020

CHAPTER 32

Waya walked into Athena's throne room, she was clad in a see through lingerie.
Upon sighting Waya, she ran down to meet him.
Waya allowed her to explore his broad chest with her tongue.
"Am delighted you've made a complete recovery " she rasped as she sucked on his nipple.
"Who is Poseidon to you?"
Waya asked in a calm demeanor.
Athena considered Waya for a moment. She could see the calm in his eyes.
She knew it was time to tell the truth.
"Poseidon is my husband" she spat as if the words were vomit.
The gravity of the words hit Waya and it hit him hard.
Athena allowed her words to sink in.
"Poseidon is your husband?" Waya asked in shock
"Well, he's my former husband, we separated four hundred years ago"
"Why, what happened"
"He murdered my son, our son".
For a moment Waya felt sorry for her for murder was  something he was sure Poseidon was capable of.
"Let me guess, he wants you back".
"Yes, but I'd rather die than return to him, he was so cruel to me" Athena replied as she burst into tears.
Waya knew the only way to comfort her was making love to her.
He tore her lingerie open and was about to ravish her when the thought hit him.
"Poseidon will be back" he announced.
"Yes, that's why you need to get more powerful" Athena replied.
"What do you mean?"
Athena looked at Waya intently before replying.
"You have to become a god"
Waya spent a good part of an hour taming the nymphomaniac goddess.
When he walked out of the throne room, Freya was waiting with a long face.
Waya grabbed her and proceeded to drag her to a private area.
"Am sorry" Waya began
"For what, sleeping with Athena?" Freya spat
Waya hung his head in shame.
"Yes" he replied meekly.
Freya considered him for a moment before taking his face in her hands.
She planted a deep kiss on his lips.
"You can sleep with her but you can never kiss her, this is our special thing "
"Yes mam " Waya replied meekly causing Freya to chuckle.
Waya took Freya in his arms locking her in a tight hug.
He needed the hug..
"Are you alright ?" Freya asked with her arms wrapped around Waya's neck.
"No, I'll be leaving for the volcanoes of Hephaestus".
At the mention of the volcanoes, Freya disentangled herself from his embrace.
"You are after the ambrosia" she stated in mild shock.
"Yes" Waya conceded "it's the only way"
"You do know that ambrosia is guarded by an ancient dragon" Freya lectured.
Waya chuckled. "a'v faced multiple demi-god's and lived to babble about it, one dragon I can handle".
"Demi-gods are nothing compared to dragons"
"I know you care about me; but I promise, I'll be fine"
Freya heaved heavily. She reached for her head and pulled out a strand of her gold coloured hair.
Waya held out his wrist as she attached the strand of hair like a bracelet.
Again, she kissed him deeply.
"Come back to me alive" she implored
Waya's smile was wide as he pulled Freya into a tight hug.
He knew he couldn't promise for the possibility of defeating a dragon was as close to impossible as impossible could be.
But there was something he could promise and he whispered it to her ears. 
"I'll love you forever"