Beginning Of Multiverse Saga

Chapter 541: Adulterous Life Of Sharky 4

Demeter was tending to a bed of vibrant roses, her hands moving gracefully as she pruned and arranged.

She looked younger in this past era, her spirit is less burdened, her smile brighter.

Demeter’s eyes widened in surprise as she took in the sight of Sharky. His divine aura was unmistakable, and yet he was unlike any god she had encountered before.

"Who are you?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of wariness. "I don’t believe we’ve met."

Sharky smiled warmly, bowing his head in respect. "I am Sharky Valor," he introduced himself.

She straightened up, wiping her hands on her apron. "What brings you to Olympus, Sharky Valor?"

"I have come here to see how beautiful the Goddess of Harvest is," Sharky said, as he looked at her, "And, yes you are very beautiful."

Demeter blushed at Sharky’s compliment, her cheeks turning a rosy hue. It had been so long since anyone had spoken to her with such sincerity and admiration.

She looked down at her hands, suddenly self-conscious about her appearance. Her fingers were stained with dirt from tending to the gardens, and her dress was simple and unadorned.

"You flatter me," she murmured, glancing up at Sharky through her lashes. "I am merely a humble goddess, devoted to my duties."

Sharky stepped closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "Humble perhaps," he said softly, "but no less beautiful for it."

He reached out, gently taking one of her hands in his. Demeter gasped softly at the contact, a shiver running down her spine.

"You have a gentle touch," Sharky observed, turning her hand over to examine her palm. "The hands of a nurturer."

Demeter’s breath caught in her throat as Sharky traced the lines of her palm with his fingertip. It was a simple gesture, but it sent a jolt of electricity through her.

"I...I tend to the earth and its bounty," Demeter continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "It is my sacred duty."

Sharky nodded, his thumb brushing over her knuckles. "And you perform it beautifully," he said, his gaze locked with hers.

Demeter’s heart raced as she looked into Sharky’s eyes. She felt a pull towards him, a connection that she couldn’t quite explain.

"I...I should get back to my work," she said reluctantly, trying to pull her hand away. "The gardens won’t tend themselves."

But Sharky held fast, his grip gentle but firm. "Allow me to help you," he offered, a charming smile on his lips. "I would be honored to assist the Goddess of Harvest in her sacred duties."

Demeter hesitated for a moment, torn between her responsibilities and the temptation of Sharky’s presence. But ultimately, the lure of his company proved too strong to resist.

"Very well," she agreed softly. "But we must work quietly. I don’t want to disturb the peace of the garden."

Sharky nodded solemnly, but he didn’t release her hand, while his other hands held her waist and brought her towards himself.

Demeter’s heart raced as Sharky pulled her closer, his hands gentle but insistent on her waist. She could feel the heat of his body through the thin fabric of her dress, and it sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine.

"What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "We shouldn’t...I mean, I shouldn’t..."

But even as she spoke, Demeter found herself leaning into Sharky’s touch, her body betraying her words. She had been alone for so long, focused solely on her duties and the care of the earth. The sudden attention and affection from this mysterious god was intoxicating.

Sharky’s hands tightened on her waist, pulling her flush against his chest. Demeter gasped at the sudden contact, her hands coming up to rest on his shoulders.

"I know we shouldn’t," Sharky murmured, his breath hot against her ear. "But I can’t help myself. You’re too beautiful, too tempting."

His lips trailed along her neck, placing soft kisses on her sensitive skin. Demeter’s head fell back, a soft moan escaping her lips.

"Sharky..." she breathed, his name a prayer and a warning.

But Sharky was undeterred. His hands slid down to cup her bottom, lifting her easily onto the nearby garden bench. Demeter’s legs parted instinctively, allowing him to settle between them.

Sharky captured her lips in a searing kiss, pouring all his desire and longing into the embrace. Demeter responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself closer to him.

Their kisses grew more urgent and passionate, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies with a hunger that bordered on desperation.

Demeter’s hands tangled in Sharky’s hair, tugging gently as she deepened the kiss. Sharky groaned against her lips, his hips pressing forward to grind against her core.

The friction sent sparks of pleasure through Demeter’s body, and she arched her back, pressing herself closer to him. She could feel the evidence of his desire through his clothing, hard and insistent against her thigh.

Sharky’s hands slid beneath her dress, caressing the soft skin of her legs. He pushed the fabric up slowly, revealing more and more of her thighs until he reached the edge of her undergarments.

Demeter gasped as his fingers brushed against the lace, her hips bucking involuntarily. Sharky chuckled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her lips.

Sharky’s fingers hooked into the lace, pulling her undergarments aside.

At the same time, Demeter’s hands reached into his pants, and took out his Dragon.

"You’re so ready for me," he murmured, his voice rough with desire, when she positioned his Dragon on her Sacred Place entrance. "So perfect."

Demeter’s eyes fluttered shut as she felt the tip of Sharky’s dragon pressing against her entrance. She was wet and ready, her body aching for his touch.

"Please," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "I need you inside me."

Sharky groaned at her words, his hips thrusting forward instinctively. He slid into her slowly, inch by inch, giving her time to adjust to his size.

Demeter gasped as he filled her completely, her nails digging into his shoulders. She had never felt so full, so complete.

"You’re so tight," Sharky murmured, his forehead resting against hers.

Demeter’s breath hitched as Sharky began to move, his hips rocking against hers in a slow, steady rhythm. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper.

"Yes," she gasped, her head falling back as pleasure coursed through her veins. "Just like that."

Sharky’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more powerful and purposeful. The garden around them seemed to fade away, until all that existed was the two of them and the intense connection they shared.

Demeter’s hands roamed over Sharky’s back and shoulders, feeling the play of muscles beneath his skin. She marveled at his strength and power, a stark contrast to the gentle way he touched her.

Sharky’s lips trailed along her neck and collarbone, leaving a path of fire in their wake. He nipped and sucked at her sensitive skin, marking her as his own.

Demeter’s breath came in short gasps as the pleasure built within her. She could feel the tension coiling in her core, ready to snap at any moment.

"Sharky," she panted, her nails digging into his flesh. "I’m...I’m close."

Sharky growled against her skin, his thrusts becoming more urgent and forceful. "Come for me," he demanded, his voice husky with desire. "Let me feel you shatter around me."

His words pushed Demeter over the edge. She cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, wave after wave of pleasure washing through her body.

Sharky followed soon after, burying himself deep inside her as he found his own release.

While they were enjoying each other company. Persephone stood at the entrance of the garden, her eyes widening as she took in the scene before her. Her mother, Demeter, was entwined with a handsome stranger on the bench, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time itself.

Persephone’s heart raced as she watched, a mix of shock and curiosity coursing through her veins. She had never seen her mother like this before - so passionate, so alive.

As she stepped closer, Sharky looked up and caught sight of her. He froze for a moment, his eyes locking with Persephone’s. Then, slowly, he extracted himself from Demeter’s embrace and stood up, pulling his clothes back into place.

Demeter turned to see what had distracted Sharky, and her eyes widened when she saw her daughter standing there. She quickly smoothed down her dress and stood up as well, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

"Persephone," Demeter repeated, her voice tinged with a mix of embarrassment and affection. "I didn’t hear you come in."

Persephone stepped forward, her gaze flicking between her mother and Sharky. She couldn’t help but notice the way Sharky’s eyes lingered on her, a hint of curiosity and appreciation in their depths.

"I came to find you," Persephone said, her tone gentle. "I thought we could spend some time together today."

Demeter smiled warmly at her daughter, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. "Of course, my dear. I would love that."

She glanced back at Sharky, a soft blush still coloring her cheeks. "Persephone, this is Sharky Valor. He was helping me with the gardens."

Sharky bowed his head respectfully towards Persephone. "It’s an honor to meet you, Persephone," he said, his voice warm and sincere. "Your mother speaks highly of you."

Persephone smiled, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "And you, Sharky Valor," she replied. "I must say, I’ve never seen my mother so...happy."

Demeter blushed deeper at her daughter’s words, but she didn’t deny them.

"Okay Demeter, you spend your special time with Persephone, I will came back later," Sharky said. Demeter nodded seeing the situation, and then Sharky used Divine Stone and disappeared from there.

Demeter watched as Sharky disappeared, the glow of the Divine Stone fading into the air. She felt a pang of longing in her chest, already missing his presence.

Turning back to Persephone, she forced a smile onto her face. "Come, my dear," she said, linking her arm with her daughter’s. "Let’s go to the temple and make an offering to Gaia. It’s been too long since we’ve honored her together."

Persephone nodded, allowing herself to be led away from the garden. As they walked, she couldn’t shake the image of Sharky and her mother from her mind.

She glanced at Demeter, noticing the soft smile on her lips and the faint blush still coloring her cheeks. It was clear that Sharky had made quite an impression on her mother.

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Meanwhile Sharky again entered in the timestream and appeared in front of Echidna.

They spend their time together, and once again mated, and their essense again strengthened the Divine Stone.

He also feels that after few times strengthening the Divine Stone repeatedly, it could locate Astrid across time and realms.