To be entirely honest, he was doing this not because of the girl, but because her father was a bigger prick than his own. And for all that his creator/father could be wound far too tight and neurotic about following the rules and procedures with a side of Obsessive Compulsive, at least he was not thunder britches. Seriously, that guy was a walking libido that happened to have some storm god aspects attached to him. The biggest surprise was not that he had so many kids... but that he didn't have enough to form into an actual army. However, he did have favorites.
Granted, the reason also had to do with her brother was well. Because of course it just wasn't one of them. And no wonder why the old man tried to either ignore the Greeks, or just started twitching and having eyes and tentacles showing up as teeth made of gears gnashed as he got flashbacks. So, when both Thunder Britches and Sun Rash chased down one of his daughters (hey, it had been ages since Eve died and it didn't count if he was their twelve times great grandpa or better) and did their best to rape her, even AFTER she got turned into a tree?
To be honest, he would have been pissed at them for that if his daughter was just stuck as a tree. The fact that they chopped her down, fashioned her into her old shape and turned her into a sex doll before double teaming her and high fiving each other? Oh yeah, he wanted to make it hurt, as they seemed to have forgotten the pecking order. And so, he was going to make sure to rub it into these idiots faces that if you don't want it done TO you, hey, maybe you should stop pulling that shit.
Now, the thing about being Gaia childhood friend (and more than willing to place her into his lap and just cuddle as she vented) was that she was willing to do him some solids from time to time. And yes, he probably could have gotten the drop on his target all by himself, and yet at the same time? Yeah, one does not turn down the Earth MILF when she appears behind up, giving you a boobhat as she croons about getting one over the Olympians, who she was cross with for a number of reasons.
Which made things easier as he hunted the Huntress, chasing her over the woods and fields, over the peaks and deserts, all with her being hidden from the sight of her kin, save for the fact that she was running, fleeing, being chased without hope of escape. All with the Earth itself herding her and tricking her as she was hunted down. Oh, she tried to fight back at first. It was almost cute. Adorable even as he patted her on the head, took her over his knee and paddled her ass with her own bow, the silver bending and breaking as she bawled her eyes out, only letting go when her ass was solid red and her prized bow was nothing but splinters.
Hence, the chase. Because in some ways... oh yes, the hunt could have been over quickly, been over then. But that was not the point. No, it was to teach her father and brother a lesson. How many times had they enacted a scene like this? How many girls and women had they chased, desperately fleeing them with their only hope not to be raped being death or transformation? A hell of a lot more than made it into their myths.
And so, he chased their favorite, their daughter/sister down as she wept and cried to them, as she begged to be saved. Which is why, when he caught her the next time, red welts still on her ass even as they were healing? Her howling as she was pulled up, as he took her small and childish body in his hands and impaled his dick balls deep into her ass, dry and without lube, well, it was about sending a message, as he fucked her, as his balls spanked with her each thrust.
There was no mercy, no relenting the brutal pace of the fucking as she squirmed and whimpered along his length. He did not have sex with her. Hell, by most standards as she thrashed and begged, he was not fucking her. No, he was using her ass like a toy, masturbating with her body as he stood in place and grunted. Little fists struck his chest as her eyes widened with fear and sorrow, with pain and loss. Still, she was a tight one, and he soon came, erupting deep inside of her as he pulled her close.
And then he simply let go, dropping her to the ground, cum leaking from her ass even as his dick twitched and sent a rope across her back. "So, this was round one. Now, you can either run and I get to pick, or you can get on your knees and clean me off before I fuck your skull and then we cuddlefuck as I take your maidenhead or you run and..."
And she was on her feet and trying to run like a somewhat drunk deer who could not really feel her legs or half of her body. And really? He had offered her a way out, to make it hurt less for her personally, because again, the point was punishing her family for all the shit they caused. And her being willing to serve him after just a taste of the dick, to willingly place a collar around her neck and call him daddy as he walked her naked on a leash? The way he figured as he shook his head as she stumbled and tried to flee, was that would do more to hurt them were it counted than just physically raping Artemis.
No, as he all but strolled up to her, punching her between the shoulder blades as his feet swept out, hooking her ankles and dropping her to the ground, she had spat on his mercy and so, it would be as it was. "You know, I had been willing to offer you some mercy. Not a lot," he positioned himself, one foot on her head, grinding her head into the dirt (and hey, was that a set of earthy lower lips he spotted by her face), as he lined himself up, "but some, as you are not as bad as your father and brother."
No, as he sheathed himself in a divine virgin cunt, going balls deep with no sign of stopping or even trying to accommodate her, he was going to have to do things the harder way. "So, here is how this is going to work." Even as he spoke, his hips were moving, punching and slamming inside of her as she screamed and cried into the earth. "First, I am just going to switch between your ass and cunt, maybe stopping to spank you, maybe let you spar a little. But I'm going to keep doing this till you get knocked up."
Oh yes, there were silver tears leaking from her now, his foot grinding her lips and face into those earthen folds, dew forming there as her head was used to grind against them. "After that, its just going to be anal sex till the kid is born. But don't worry. If you are a good girl and clean me up? I'll make sure to milk you. Who knows, if you are a really good girl, you will be wearing a collar and nothing else as you clean me off."
She moaned, even as she let loose a strangled sob. But yes, there was going to be a lot of work correcting this brat and breaking her to the cock.