Zoey's POV

I thought maybe a nice long needed make-out session would show Erik the gratitude I felt for him, but as he un-clasped my bra I saw there is another way he wanted me to show him gratitude.

" Erik… I can't do this again. Not yet.'' I mumbled against his lips. " What afraid I won't be as big as Loren? Wrong Zoey, oh so very wrong." Erik said while removing his boxers reveling his enormous manhood.

As a virgin I would have normally been able to contain myself, but as a woman who has had sex. Their was a need I had to fill. And to fill that need I needed Erik inside me.

I gasped and started kissing Erik fiercely, as if I was hungry and only the taste of Erik's tongue could satisfy that hunger. Erik sensed my enthusiasm as began to remove my pajama shorts, then my girl boxers. Damn that's one for the story books.

' The first time I had sex with Erik I was wearing boxers, a thong… nope. Cute under ware … nah. Just batman boxers… great!'

I know you have all seen my hoe-ish acts as a fledgling. I truly wish I was a virgin, actually I wish I had never met the ass whole Loren Blake, Or given him my special gift. But I did, and now all I can to is give Erik sloppy seconds.

I have a bad feeling about this whole sex thing. I could fell it in my stomach. A warning, the kind Nyx used to give me to be quiet. That was a sign I should have taken. Sex and I just don't mix… ever!

I should stop this before it gets to far. As I was thinking that I didn't notice Erik position himself between my legs. But I did notice when he entered me.

Everything was hot with passion and cold with fear. Why had Nyx wanted to stop this incredible pleasure? The passion took over fear like fire taking over ice. As I hit my climax Nyx was long forgotten.

Erik's POV

Zoey felt so good as her juices flowed on me. But threw the pleasure I felt guilt. It was obvious Zoey didn't want this. Even though she screamed harder, her thoughts were clouded with pleasure as I wish mine were.

Would she hate me when this was over? To think I'm basically doing the same thing Blake did to Zoey not to long ago. Using her for something I want. But I want her, not information. So does that make me any better?

I tried to think back to the days when all I wanted was Zoey's love… not her body. It seemed ever since the Blake incident all I wanted was her body, the love that came along with it was a plus. When in all truth it should be the other way around. Shouldn't it?

*A few hours later*

Zoey's POV

I began to feel sore and tired, but I didn't want it to stop. As the pleasure decreased the fear returned. I need to get to Heath, I need to think. Alone.

I was laying on Erik's bear chest. The pleasure was completely gone. Had Erik used me for sex? I needed more pleasure to erase this disturbing though.

I grabbed Erik's had and pulled him off the bed. I got on my knee's in front of him and looked into his eyes. I could see the complete shock in his eyes. This wasn't something I normally did. In fact this was something degrading, nasty, and completely an Aphrodite move.

I began to give Erik a blow job. Had I turned into Aphrodite. Taking her place. Literally taking her place.

I heard something in the distance but I ignored it to deep in thought.

" Well, Zoey imagine. You walk in on my giving Erik a blow job. I walk in on you doing a little more than that.'' Aphrodite said. I could here the smile in her voice.

I was about to give her a smart ass comment back when I heard, go figure Heath whisper " No.'' Stark stared and me, he looked…evil?

I knew something would go wrong if I had sex. Sex for me equals disaster. What happens the next time I have sex? The world ends? Well, with my luck it would. I wish it would right now.

" How could you Zo?'' Heath asked. I saw one single unwilling tear escape his eyes. " Well I guess we know who she picked.'' Stark said darkly.

" No it's not like that.'' I said while grabbing my blanket, and wrapping it around myself. " Then how is it?'' Stark yelled.

" Zoey pick a guy already!'' They all yelled.