Chapter Nine
Thalia
I knew my cheeks grew pink with his question. I had been thinking very, very, dirty things at that moment. It was like seeing him in all his glory, and that side of Anubis instantly turned me into a cat in heat. I just wanted to rub against him, offer myself as his dinner. The beast in him had always been a huge turn-on to me. Shouldn’t have been, in the circumstances of someone attacking our home and all, but I was thinking of nothing but his powerful muscles lifting me up and impaling me on his cock.
“Tell me, Thalia,” he growled and I felt wild. I want to push him, to be at his mercy for pleasure.
“I think I’ll keep it to myself for now,” I teased, expecting him to growl or toss me down and have his way with me. What I wasn’t expecting was for him to laugh. Which he did. He laughed.
“Oh my love wishes to be punished, does she? Shall I spank you, wife? Tie you to my bed and bring you to the brink of release? Not allow you come for hours?” Shivers danced through me. That sounded like a glorious torture.
“I take that as yes.” His eyes flashed mischievously then he was gone. Suddenly I was tossed back lightly onto the bed, with my legs spread and his tongue on my clit.
“Oh GOD!” I couldn’t keep the moan in, once he touched me.
“Beg me, wife. Beg me to tease this sweet cunt.” I felt his growly voice vibrate against me, bringing me closer to sweet release. He wanted my words, but I was playing a dangerous game already. I wish I could flash around like he could. I would. Before I could even finish that thought, I felt myself falling.
“Holy shit!” he said, his eyes wide, staring up at me. I looked down at him and was stunned.
“Did I just flip you?” I was shocked. I was thinking about how it would be to move like he did, and then it just happened.
“Yeah. I wonder if you’re feeding off one of the babies’ powers.” Tristan looked down at my belly, like he was trying to get a read on them. If what he said was true, then that was amazing. Very powerful children. I looked over Tristan’s body beneath me and felt brave. The tables had turned. I leaned down to kiss his lips, then trailed passionately down his body, making sure to pay attention to every dip in his abs. Licking the v that lead to the crown of him, which was trying to break past his jeweled wrap.
“You want me to take you in my mouth, don’t you, husband? You want me to suck you, then hop on and ride you.” I was enjoying playing with him, but it seemed I finally had pushed him beyond his control with my words. Before I could move, I was flipped over and on all fours, with Tristan pushing into me with one hard thrust.
“That mouth of yours.” He leaned down and brought my lips to his, pounding into me while his tongue did the same to my mouth. I cried out and gripped the sheets for dear life. All the adrenaline from fighting was being released in our coupling and I relished it.
“Fuck!” he groaned and I knew he was savoring the compressed energy right along with me. Together we traded positions of control, and found release, over and over.
Once we were both completely sated and cleaned up, we were ready to speak with Orion about strategies. We were running out of time before the babies came. So many things to do.
Orion was sitting in the living room playing on Tristan’s Xbox, seeming very at home, which was just weird.
I grabbed something to snack on, and together we all sat and listened to Orion’s plan. It was well thought out. Being the son of Athena, and living for over two thousand years, had really trained him in the art of war. He decided that Tristan’s home was going to continue to be our base, being that this was his domain, and he was the strongest there. We would bring Lacey and Leander here to help in any way they could. Leander had pull with the military, and would help stock us up on weapons. He also owned a big demigod gym. He would recruit people to help, should the need arise. While Tristan wasn’t too keen on having lots of people in the underworld— something about balance—he agreed to the plan because he wanted me to remain safe. We had to be ready for whatever the gods were going to do. They made their play with assassinations, which failed. Tristan said next would be trickery. I wasn’t quite sure what that meant, but I would be on the lookout for anything that didn’t seem normal. If all of the gods’ attempts to get to me and the babies failed, then there would be a big battle. I really wanted to avoid that, especially since none of the gods could really die. They would just be hurting all mortals in their path. Those deaths would be willing, but I would feel every one of them like they were a part of me.
Orion had a plan for trickery of our own. After he had gone through every part we would play, I was feeling both mentally and physically exhausted. My mind just wanted to cut off. In such a short time I had finally married my love after many years, found out I was pregnant, with twins no less, thrown into an arena to fight, talked to my son in the dream world, fought again, and now worked out this elaborate plan to make sure our babies would survive this battle. I felt at my end for now. I needed to rest my mind, and body.
“I’m going to go lay down.” I gave them both a smile while they looked at me, with the same worried look on their face.
“I’m ok, just a little tired.” They seemed ok with my answer so I left them to discuss the rest of the plans together. Tristan and Orion, sworn enemies, now working together. I shook my head as I crawled into bed.
Rubbing my hands over my belly, I talked to the babies. Letting them know what was going on, and how excited I was to see them. My stomach had grown a little. I would need to start wearing Tristan’s clothes soon. I looked around the room and started to think about what we could do for a nursery. I would want them close at first, and then we could move them to a room nearby. His room had plenty of space; we could create beautiful cribs to match the limestone of the walls. Things were starting to feel real as I envisioned our life here in the underworld. It would be different, but also an adventure. When it was safe, we could explore. I bet there were some bad places I didn’t want to see, but I’m sure there were also some beautiful places as well. Like Elysian fields for the Greeks. It’s where all the heroes went. I would still want to be on earth and play around. I loved Boston; I would miss it after a while. Plus Leander and Lacey would be there. No one but Tristan and I could live down here since I had the ring on that bound me to him.
A yawn broke through my lips and I snuggled into the pillow. I was done for the day, ready to pass out. I sent a little wish out that I would get to talk to my son again. He wasn’t there last night and I already missed seeing him. It didn’t take me long before I was out and walking around by the Nile, like I used to in ancient times. I stared out over the water and waited. Would he come? Would our daughter be here this time?
“She isn’t here.” A small child’s familiar voice came from behind me. I turned to see my little ink-haired boy.
“How old are you?” He couldn’t have been more than 4.
“I’m 3.” Wow.
“Age is different for me. I’m smarter than most middle-schoolers.” He shrugged and went to sit down in the sand. He may be smart, but he was still so young, and looked so innocent. He was staring out over the water, just as I had been. You could tell he was deep in thought.
“Dad used to talk about this place a lot. The small beach by the Nile where you guys would meet.” He continued to look on instead of looking at me.
“We did; it’s where I first found out who he was,” I said, remembering the moment like it was happening right before my eyes. He had turned the plant life around him to ash in his anger.
“I have a favor to ask, okay?” His little head turned to me, and I saw pain in his eyes. I nodded.
