Aphrodite
He kept hold of my eyes as he took his hand back to his lips and licked them clean of the red wine mixed with my saliva.
I looked away, unable to look at him anymore, "you sound surprised, Aphrodite," he spoke up after a few moments, "I have made it obvious. If not so, then it shall be very obvious for the upcoming moons, or perhaps if I am lucky, it may be a few days," he placed his fingers beneath my chin, making me look at him, "I am eager to have you in my bed, my Aphrodite. I am eager to fill you up with my seed and have children."