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details. She was too
involved to feel like she could make any type of decision and it
was time one was made.
    After taking a deep breath, she kept
walking and picking up branches, and let it all come
out.
    “It’s a bit of a mess, but the
basics are that I’m in love with three Cyclopes. They haven’t told
me how they feel about me or if they want to take it beyond the
sex. By the way, the sex is incredible. I’ve been spending so much
time with them, learning and enjoying their individuality that I
haven’t spent time here at the temple. My loyalty to our beloved
Dionysus is being overtaken by my love for them and they aren’t
even asking for it. I don’t know what to think anymore, Filla. Is
my passion leading me astray?”
    “Cyclopes?” Setting her latest
bundle of sticks down, Cyra turned to look at her friend, and
discovered she appeared surprised by her confession. The whisper
was also a good indication of how unexpected her declaration had
been. The other woman must believe their rumored reputations were
true and yet she knew they weren’t, at least not for Brontes,
Agres, and Steropes.
    “Yes, maybe my three are different
from the other giants, but they aren’t mean like people believe.
They work with Hephaestus, god of the forge. Maybe being around
important immortals and humans gentled them, but all I see are kind
and tender men who would do anything for me. They also happen to be
beautiful, inside and out.”
    “Beautiful? Cyclopes?” Filla didn’t
sound convinced of how she felt about her men, but she kept
talking, no longer caring if she understood her desire for them or
not.
    They’d made it around to the back of
the temple where the path meandered past the stage and eventually
ended in the circle kept for external ceremonies and celebrations.
Large stones had been brought in to act as seating and were also
used for sex. In the circle rested a pile of wooden planks, ready
to be the centerpiece for the festival.
    Looking around the space, Cyra was
reminded of the various people she’d been with on the same rocks
and none of it had meant anything to her. Being with her lovers
meant everything to her and an image of them flashed before her
eyes. They were naked, light brown hair tousled, muscles straining
and she wanted them.
    Stopping on the path, she turned to
Filla, and told her what was on her mind.
    “Oh yes. They possess the finest
forms I’ve ever seen on a living being. It’s from all the hard
physical labor they do. Tall, broad shoulders, slim hipped, and
packed with muscles. Did you know, other than their heads, they
have no hair on them? They take it all off as a precaution to being
around the blazing fires. Look at me? I just have to think of their
fine forms and gorgeous single eyes focused entirely on me, and my
body prepares itself for them.”
    Cyra ran her free hand across her
breast and the hard tipped nipple marking its excitement, over her
stomach, and ended by lightly cupping her pussy through her peplos.
“Just thinking about them and I’m panting with need for them and
their touch.”
    “But they’re cruel a—”
    “They aren’t, but tell me the truth.
Do you think I’ve made a mistake giving my heart to them?” Cyra
felt the tears start to gather and prepare to spill down her
cheeks.
    It wasn’t what she wanted to
believe, but maybe she did have blinders on when it came to her
Cyclopes. Life was about more than being sexually gratified and
they did offer her more than that. They made her feel complete as a
woman and as if all her hopes and dreams for the future were
possible. Except her heart was breaking because they didn’t claim
her as she wanted them to.
    “Hold on, don’t make any rash
decisions yet. Let me get over my shock at hearing you have fallen
in love with a Cyclops. Sorry, three Cyclopes. That’s big news that
can’t be glossed over. It was three, right?”
    “Brontes, Agres, and Steropes. They
add the thunder, brightening, and flashing to