"Why didn't you wake me, you greedy greedy bitches?"
Hippolyta was awake, and as she said this, she crawled toward the only thing that had been on her mind.
Byron's dick.
She had even dreamed of it.
In her dreams, she was moaning loudly and telling Byron to suck her boobs dry.
Who would have thought that it wasn't actually a dream? That it instead was something happening right beside her? That it was her mother who was pleading with Byron to suck her dry?
She couldn't believe that both her mother and Keza would be so greedy. Hasn't she given them enough time alone with Byron? What else did they want? Why couldn't they let her, too, have him all alone at least once?
Of course, she had had him all alone back in New Themiscyra when he deflowered her. But that had been two nights ago and she didn't get to sleep with him like Keza did yesterday or like Queen Otrera did tonight.
