Last Courtesan of Olympus (Lovers of the Gods, #1)

by Amanda Meuwissen

“I… had truly forgotten what that feels like,” Dionysus said, tearing his eyes from himself to kiss between my shoulder blades. He rocked in and out of me a few more times, milking the last of him to join the rest that had filled me today. My vision and sense of normal self returned only after he pulled free and eased me onto my back. “Thank you.” “I will join your parties anytime to remind you, my lord god, regardless of who I choose.” “That god will be the luckiest of all.” He kissed my lips, and I remembered that more than most of the gods, even others with human parents, he was a very human deity who embraced that part of him and loved his mortal followers. I wasn’t at risk here. I never had been. He might not have even wanted me, merely wanted to be included among the other male gods and hadn’t realized he needed to fulfill his own indulgences. But even having been safe from the beginning, I’d still offered more than he asked of me, because I wanted, honestly wanted, for him to indulge too.