With each passing day, I would ensnare her into my dark world long enough for me to feed her a binding fruit or drink that would seal her fate. For now, I wanted her to ache for me as much as I did for her. When she relaxed around my finger, I rewarded her by rubbing the stiff nub above her sex.
The number of lovers I’d taken was short, but I’d learned everything I needed from both of them. I couldn't take my eyes off her plump lips as she tightened around my finger, but when I felt her secretions coating my finger, I thrust it deeper. My jaw clenched tightly when I felt her barrier. Demeter must have been an extremely protective mother. Reluctantly, I pulled my finger out of her slick hole.
Persephone's eyes snapped open to search mine. “You're teasing me,” she said, her voice low, almost a murmur.
“Am I?” I asked, matching her tone, mesmerised by the golden brown eyes, wondering how they would look when I had her impaled on my manhood.
She didn’t reply because we both knew her statement was true. I reached for the washcloth to bathe her swiftly. I had many hours to spend with my Goddess before the inevitable time came for me to part from her for the unavoidable duties of my realm.
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Her damp hair made me realise how long it was. The dark locks rested on the back of her thighs. Without another thought, I scooped her up into my arms, the tension in my chest easing as her naked flesh rested against my chest.
“Hades,” she said, but in a whisper I barely heard.
“I’ve waited long enough, Persephone,” I said, carrying her to our bedroom.
“I don't belong in the Underworld. Why can't you see this?” she said hesitantly before placing her hand on my chest when I hoisted her higher.
It had been decades since anyone other than Cerberus had touched me. Her fleeting touches in the courtyard caused me to crave more. My grip on her tightened, and I stepped towards the bed. No sooner had I placed her on the bed than she backed away from me, reaching for the black sheets to cover her naked body.
“Do you think I would have taken you had I not been given permission?” I asked, watching her trying to cover her legs before she froze at my words and looked at me with her eyes wide open in shock.
“Permission? Who would—Zeus?” she said, deducing the facts.
It was a calculated move on my part, but her resentment would move away from me and onto her sire. She frowned, but her eyes couldn't hide her dismay at learning about the betrayal that came from Mount Olympus.
“There is no escaping me, Persephone. You are my Queen. You will rule by my side, and as my wife, you will share my bed chambers,” I said, the harsh words escaping as I crushed the thought of my endless loneliness.
Her expressive eyes flashed angrily as she gripped the covers up to her neck. Her lips pursed together into a straight line. I reached down and loosened my chiton, my eyes never leaving her.
Her hand covered her mouth when she saw my manhood. Her eyes snapped up to my face as I moved onto the bed. The stark fear in her eyes wouldn't stop me. She wanted more in the bath. I would give us both what we needed.
“My mother—” she said, but she stopped speaking when I clambered over her.
“Isn't here,” I said, placing my hands on either side of her head as she lay back. “I’ve given you time.”
Her eyes widened at my words. I almost smiled because it allowed me the opportunity to pull the covers away from her and lower myself onto her. I sucked in a breath with a sharp hiss. The feel of her soft flesh against mine was exquisite. My mouth was on her neck, and moving to her ear, I trailed soft, wet kisses down to her nape while I pulled her legs apart to settle between her legs.
The scent of flowers surrounding her caused a deep ache inside of me. My seed began to leak over her thigh, but when she tried to struggle, the tip rubbed against the bed. I closed my eyes and pulled the shadows out until they held her ankles and wrists down. I bit down on her neck until she calmed down. The shadows were under my control, and they would not loosen their grip until I commanded them to.
“Hades,” she growled at me until I released her neck.
“Yes, say my name, Goddess,” I murmured, rising to watch the shadow ropes swirl around her legs, snaking their way up until they reached her knees.
They pulled her thighs apart, and I placed my hands on her knees before caressing her until my palms reached the softness of her inner thighs. The sparse hair over her sex did little to hide the clear secretion oozing from her pretty pink hole. I licked my lips but resisted the urge to taste her.
My wait was over.
Chapter 11
Persephone
My mind was reeling from what Hades told me. I couldn't focus on him and his damned shadow ropes. If my mother found out that Zeus was behind it all, then I don't know what she was capable of. I never saw my mother’s fury but heard whispered tales of her time in the great wars.
When Hades’s mouth covered my nipple, I gasped and looked down at him, but he wasn't looking at me. His long hair tickled my chest, but when he started to suck on my nipple, the familiar ache between my legs returned. A moan almost escaped from me, but I quickly bit down on my lip. The continuous tugging and licking made me pull at his shadow ropes.
His hand moved to my other breast, and he curled his fingers around it. The contrast of his dark skin against my pale breast made me think of my world and his. My mother would be in pain. The earth would not be cared for. The thought of everything we worked to cultivate perishing was too painful.
