As soon as Pan heard Meggie’s voice he smiled lecherously, he stood up and walked towards her.
His hooves clicking against the stone tiles like heels, Pan was tall standing near three metres tall with a muscular build.
He circled around Meggie sniffing her, " My sweet Morgana, your scent is still enticing as ever.
Tell me, have you reconsidered, considering I don’t see that bastard dog around you, have you finally chosen the better option?"
His question made Meggie frown with disgust but she didn’t answer, Pan smiled and was about to speak then he paused.
He sniffed the air from the direction of the entrance, his face twisted with disgust and he looked at Meggie.
" That disgusting scent, so he’s here after al...no, it’s different, I smell..." his eyes opened wide.
Meggie smirked, " You’re late oh great Pan, I shall never be yours now, what a tragedy." She mocked.
Pan clicked his tongue and went back to his bed, the Amazonians on his rubbed his body seductively.
This made Meggie disgusted but she didn’t say anything, Pan was handsome that was true and had a very manly aura.
Disregarding his goat lower part and the antlers on his head, he could be considered quite a handsome man.
" And the sex is good too, ask Fiona." He spoke as if he read her mind.
Fiona shrugged, " Well it’s good." She confirmed.
Meggie didn’t say anything about that, it was only natural for sex with an Enshrined Deity of fertility and pleasure to be good.
Enshrined Deities like Pan were a type of spirit, spirits came in different forms, there were those created through magic like the wendigo and Tokoloshe.
There were others of that kind, then there were spirits born of human emotions like the Yokai.
The dead spirits, then there were spirits born of stories, the more their tales are spread the stronger they get.
Amongst these type are the Enshrined Deities who are born of belief and faith as regional gods.
Giving birth to an Enshrined Deity was more than just belief though, a certain rune needed to be present.
Pan was born this way, long ago the Amazonians were just a clan of humans with both men and women.
Unfortunately they faced a massive war that wiped out all the men, even the young boys were slaughtered.
The women and girls were kept as sex slaves by the barbarians, in their desperation the women prayed.
One of the knew the rune of Gods as it is called and drew it they prayed to it, day after day they prayed.
But they knew that prayer would come with a price, should an Enshrined Deity manifest they would demand an eternal price, it had always been like that.
Normally this would be a human sacrifice giving at certain intervals but looking at their low numbers, they decided to solve two problems with that prayer.
They prayed for not only a protector but fertility, their enslavers had destroyed their ability to give birth.
After all they didn’t want to accidentally get them pregnant and mix their blood with that of mere sex slaves.
In exchange for rescuing them and giving them back their fertility, each Amazonian would bear Pan five children in their lifetime to grant their wish.
Their prayers were answered but they had not expected the price, the Amazonian women were rescued.
However they were then bound to this island, he rescued them and enslaved them himself instead.
They regained their fertility but only for his seed and nobody elses and they could only give birth to girls.
But the most unexpected was the last part of the deal. They had promised to bear him five children to answer their prayer.
Except they had prayed for two things and therefore were required to bear 10 children or suffer a gruesome fate.
For tens of thousands of years to come, the Amazonians lived like this, give birth and defend the island.
The only way to leave is if Pan agreed and even then, they can’t stay out of the island forever.
Meggie of course understood why everything happened that way, the so called rune of god’s was nothing but an imitation of Djinn magic.
Djinns were the most powerful and dangerous type of spirits alongside the fairies.
One controlled the magic of wished and the other the magic of dreams, while Enshrined Deities weren’t part of the Djinns.
They were still born through an imitation of Djinn magic and Djinn magic always came with a twist.
Wording when making a wish was extremely crucial because they would use every loophole to fuck you over.
And as a spawn of such twisted magic, Pan was naturally a twisted thing as well but that wasn’t always the case.
Some Enshrined Deities were good depending on what kind of faith their creation was based on.
" So, what exactly do you want old witch?" Pan asked dragging Meggie out of her thoughts.
" You should be aware of what’s happening out of your little island, the world is coming to an end, I need help."
Pan picked a grape from a bowl and ate, Meggie waited patiently or so she tried but she was getting frustrated.
" I see, but this isn’t the first time such a thing happened no? The world seemed to be still standing to me.
By my grace look around, I’m surrounded by beautiful women who can crush Gadra with their bare hands.
But look at them, fawning over me and submitting themselves to me, even the Amazonian Queen Fiona next to you moans to my pleasure.
I would say the world is doing more than just okay, it’s great."
Meggie felt her disgust rise to her chest to the point she almost failed to hide it, if Pan wasn’t so powerful and protected she would’ve ripped his throat out.
" Is this a kink to you? Treating these women like this?" She asked with gritted teeth, she hated this guy to the core.
Pan laughed, " Of course it is, I’m the god of pleasure, whatever is pleasurable is what I go with.
And what could be more pleasurable than a strong woman submitting to your touch, besides, it isn’t as one sided as you think.
You’ve heard Fiona, the sex is pretty good, it seems it’s been some time since you’ve had the touch of a man, I can basically smell the cloud of dust down there, hahaha."
Pan laughed but Meggie gritted her teeth so hard sparks flew from her mouth. " Alright enough jokes.
I don’t see why I should risk the life of my precious women for you."
Fiona stood forward, " I’ve met my quota and I want to go, if you refuse I’ll convince every Amazonian who’s met their quota to never touch your bed again."
That made Pan freeze, although the Amazonians had no choice in giving birth 10 times, any sex after that is their choice.
Ironically enough, he also doesn’t enjoy the official mating, the casual sex of knowing they are there willingly is what boosts his ego.
So those who’ve met their quota were his favourite, especially Fiona, losing that would devastate him.
He coughed, " Fine, but you’ll have to go alone, the others aren’t strong enough yet."
Fiona nodded, that were her intentions from the start. Her and Meggie turned around and walked off.
" Dear Morgana, when you have time, come around and I’ll scratch your dry walls." Pan smirked.
He knew that would anger her and did it intentionally.