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“I will punish you until you scream,” he promised, feeling the truth of the words swell within his chest. “Until you come so hard around my cock, you are left in no doubt of my affection.”
“Make good on your promises, Lord Hades.”
“Oh, darling. You don’t need to extract an oath. Nothing will keep me from fucking you.”
He would dismantle the world, and he would only feel remorse for Persephone, who would grieve for humanity.
“Darling,” he said, his voice low and fierce. “I would burn this world for you.”
“Come, my darling,” he said. “I want to taste you on my tongue.”
“You are my favorite flavor. I could drink from you all day.”
“Pray to me,” he continued. “Beg me to make you come.”
“Make me come,” she said, desperate, frustrated. “Do it!”
“Speak another’s name in this bed again and know you have assigned their soul to Tartarus.”
“Megara Alkaios.
Those were designed by the Fates, and while all were tragic, they often served a greater purpose, if not for the victim, for those in their lives.
“Get wet, Daddy Death,” Hermes said.
he continued, bending to kiss the skin he had touched while guiding her underwear down. Once they were off, he placed them in his pocket
“So fucking wet. How long have you been like this?” “Since I got here,”
“I wanted you on the dance floor. I willed you to manifest from the dark, but you weren’t there.” “I’m here now,” he said.
There were so many parts of her he wanted to touch and taste, and his cock grew thicker and heavier, desperate to sink into her heat, to feel her clench around him, to fill her to bursting with his come.
This was possession, and right now, he wanted to own all of her.
“Stay,” he ordered, an edge of darkness to his voice.
“It wouldn’t be punishment if I gave you what you wanted when you demand it.”
“Don’t pretend you don’t want me.” The sound of his zipper followed his reply. “Oh, I’m not pretending.”
Their mouths connected, tongues twining in a desperate attempt to taste each other’s souls.
“This is for us,” he said, pulling out, holding her attention like embers in the night. “You will share this with no one else.” He thrust forward, and her breath caught in her throat. “Some things are sacred to me,” he said, repeating the same teasing motion. “This is sacred to me. You are sacred to me. Do you understand?” She nodded, resting her face against the wall. “Say it! Say you understand.” “Yes! Yes, gods-dammit. I understand! Make me come, Hades!”
“I have never loved anyone as I love you,” he murmured as if he wanted no one else to hear, though he would gladly share those words with the world. “I can’t put it into words—there are none that come close to expressing how I feel.”
“Marry me.”
“Marry me, Persephone. Be my queen. Say you’ll stand by my side…forever.”
“I can’t marry you, Hades,” she said, her voice breaking. “I…I don’t know you.”
“I wanted time to think about how to show you my sins. To explain their roots. Instead, it seems, everyone wishes to do it for me.”
“I will always want to marry you because I will always want you as my wife and queen.”
“Let me make love to you,”
“Do you want to come?” he asked. She gave a guttural cry, and her answer was her release, a gush of warmth and wet that coated his fingers, and as he let them slide from inside her, he took them into his mouth to taste her.
“There are few truths in this world,” he said, “but the one you must always remember is that I love you.” “I love you too,” she whispered and brought his mouth to hers.
their bed
“Fucking cake,” he said, glaring at it. “You better be delicious.”
“I don’t know how to lose someone, Hades.”
“Make no mistake, my lady, I would burn this world for you.”
He had said it before, but perhaps she did not quite understand what that meant. There were no rules, Divine or otherwise, when it came to her. She was the exception. It did not matter that no one else thought so. He did, and he was the end.
“Forgive me if I am a little on edge. I have been forced into celibacy.”
“No one ever said you couldn’t fuck me.”
“Careful, goddess. You don’t know what you’re asking.” “I think I know what I’m asking for, Hades. It’s ...
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“You really know how to kill a boner, darling, I’ll give you that.”
“But since you asked,” he added, and she looked at him. “I always want you with me. Even when I’m angry.”
“A lot of us love you, and you don’t make it easy, especially when you’re like this.”
“No, I wanted you, and because of that, I wished to make you my queen. There are no ulterior motives.”
“Let me be perfectly clear,” he said, leaning close as he spoke. “I do want to fuck you. More importantly, I love you—deeply, endlessly. If you walked away from me today, I would love you still. I will love you forever. That’s what Fate is, Persephone. Fuck threads and colors…
“I’ve longed for love all my life. Longed for acceptance because my mother dangled it in front of me like something I had to earn. If I adhered to her expectations, she would grant it; if I didn’t, she’d take it away. You want a queen, a goddess, a lover. I can’t be what you want. I can’t…adhere to these…expectations you have of me!”
“I am your queen.”
he had an acute awareness that she was somehow in every part of his body,
There was nothing like the feel of her against him, nothing that felt more like home.
“I love you. Even if the Fates unraveled our destiny, I would find a way back to you.”
