“Marry me.” The words slipped out, and once they were in the ether, there was no taking them back. Not that he would want to. Marriage to Persephone had been his plan all along. Persephone sat back, and as she did, his cock moved with her. “What?” It was not the emphatic answer he was looking for. He knew she had heard him, though he could not blame her for hesitating—or even saying no. They had never spoken about marriage, even if he had mentioned their fate. “Marry me, Persephone. Be my queen. Say you’ll stand by my side…forever.” He spoke and recalled Hecate’s words—that no one but the
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