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your child.”
    Thera looked at Ares in disbelief. She knew that Centaurs only mated with the sea nymphs. If a centaur were to mate with a human woman, as she would now be, she would die giving birth. She’d also bring mixed blood and probably war to the all-male Centaur race.
    “You said nothing about the king of Trozen being a Centaur.” Thera felt the Centaur’s lust as he eyed her up and down.
    “The king isn’t a centaur.”
    “Then why did you say . . . ” Thera suddenly understood it all too clearly. Her father planned on using the centaur to impregnate her before sending her to the castle. When a centaur child was born to the king, a war would take place between the people of Trozen and the Centaur race. And she would be the cause of the war whether she liked it or not. Ares would have his war after all.
    “I’ll not lie with him.”
    “Centaurs don’t need to lie down to accomplish the act,” Ares told her with a devilish grin. With a flick of his head, he motioned for the centaur to join them.
    “No!” Thera raised her hand and shook her head. An invisible wall stopped the centaur from coming any closer. She still had her powers, or at least for the time being.
    The centaur looked at Ares and growled, “I thought you said she’d be willing.”
    “So I lied,” answered Ares. “But don’t worry, I’ll give you a little help. I’ll use my powers to induce her with your seed. Then we can get on with the plan.”
    Ares raised his hand and sent a bolt of lightning toward his daughter and the centaur simultaneously.
     
     
    Kyros made his way through the clearing just as the beam of lightning left Ares’ hand and headed toward Rodas. He’d remembered Ares’ beam crashing into him the day he was cursed. This time a centaur was about to be punished by Ares, he was sure of it. He knew the life of hardships he, himself, had suffered because of this god. He had to save this centaur from whatever it was that Ares had in store for him, for no one deserved the punishments and curses Ares dished out.
    “Noooo!” he screamed, jumping in front of the centaur and taking the beam square in the chest.
    The shock of energy vibrated through him. He felt every hair on his body stand on end just as he had that awful day almost a year ago. He waited for the intense pain and severe cramps but they never came. This time, a lusty feeling engulfed him and he felt his manhood swell beneath his breeches. A bright light momentarily blinded him, the flash somehow taking control of his senses. His knees buckled beneath him and he fell to the ground. What should have been pain was replaced by sensual pleasure.
    A wash of joy and elation engulfed his body. Vibrating. Hot. Sensuous. Pure bliss like he’d never felt before. For one pure moment he was one with all that ever was. He was the earth, the sky, fire, the sea. He felt alive, glowing - pleasure in the true sense of the word.
    His vision cleared just as he climaxed, coming to a height he’d never experienced even in the throws of coupling with a lusty woman. He felt sated, fulfilled - satisfied to the very brim.
    Still, while all this was taking place, he couldn’t help but notice the dusk sky above him. The warmth left him immediately and a chill swept his body from head to toe. Nightfall was creeping in around him and there was nothing he could do to stop the dreaded transformation that always took over his body this time of day. From an emotional high to the lowest of lows. And all in one split second. His breathing was labored; a sweat beaded his brow, and he realized that the sun had set behind Mount Olympus.
    He heard Ares curse and also the sound of a woman’s scream; then the hoofbeats of Rodas as the centaur made his way past him.
    “You’ll pay for this,” Rodas threatened, rearing up and pawing the air with his front hooves directly above Kyros before galloping away.
    Kyros’ vision was still a bit blurred, but he saw the girl lying on the ground with