Receiver of Many (Hades & Persephone, #1)

by Rachel Alexander

“This isn’t fair,” Kore pleaded. “I want to touch you, too… I want to hold you…”

Her voice made his need a torture, unquenchable and unrelenting in his current form.

“Persephone can only be transformed that way if she is as Daphne was— intact.”

“If you love her, Aidoneus, if you want to save her, you will do what must be done!”

His queen. Queen of what?

“Aidon! Save me! Aidon!”

She was still drenched from their time together in his sacred cypress grove.

“Who are you?” she whispered low into his ear. “I am Aidoneus,” he whispered back. Ice ran down Persephone’s spine.

Hades Aidoneus Chthonios, Polydegmon. The Unseen One. Receiver of Many. Ruler of the Other Side and Lord of the Dead…

“I wish there were more time and some other way.”

Eyes locked to hers, Aidoneus quickly thrust upward. …and now she was his Queen. Persephone cried out in pain and squeezed her eyes shut, stars trailing behind her closed lids.

She muffled a sob. Kore. Maiden. Maiden no more.

And was she even married to Hades, or had he merely enjoyed her in the dark of Erebus outside his bonds? There was no ceremony, no words that bound one to the other. Tears fell on the sheet she clutched at her breast. She lifted the black cloth in her hands, buried her face in it and silently wept.

“I wanted you to know me: Aidon. The person I am; the man who is your husband.

And do not speak ill of her: ever. You stole me from her.”

“You may be my wife, but no one owns you, Persephone.”

“Then why am I even here? Who says we’re even married?” Aidon turned and looked her in the eye. “Your father.”

Women were passed from father to husband. It was inevitable.

You were in her heart, and you should have been beside her.” “I had my reasons.” “She is alone here—” “She has me!”

Demeter cursed Athena and Artemis, and then cursed herself for trusting Kore with Zeus’s virgin daughters.

“Hades! Hades Aidoneus, I know you can hear me!”

“Aidon, please! You could have had anyone. She was all I had left…”

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“Is there nothing you cannot take from me? I’ve only ever asked you for one thing! And still—” “We swore…” his voice answered her on a soft rumble of thunder.

The Titanomachy would have been lost if I had taken so weak a consort for my wife.”

But because of the love I once bore you, I allowed you more leeway with our child than I allowed the mothers of any of my other children. Including my own wife!”

“I forsake them. Just as you abandoned your child, I forsake mine.”

Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos, Persephone thought. The Fates themselves. Mother knew of this; swore it on the Styx. Why didn't she tell me?

…drink no wine, eat no

bread…

She cradled his face in her hand then leaned up and whispered in his ear. “I love you.”

Her hand reached lower, making him gasp. She whispered against his lips. “Lie with me. Make me yours.”

“Don’t be scared. It’s just my dog.” “Your… that’s a dog?!”

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Persephone stepped forward again and reached up to scratch his stomach, watching all three tongues hanging out of his three mouths.

“Because I love you!”

“What about during the war?” she said quietly, moving closer to him. Aidon brought his hands up to her shoulders and a vulnerable smile lit up his eyes. He shook his head slowly. Persephone’s lips parted and she blinked in startled revelation, her body shuddering, pushing her closer to his. “So that means… when you and I were in Erebus…” “Yes,” he whispered softly.

believe you, Aidon— I want to trust you. I want to try…” “If you want me to stop at any time—”

“We can stop anytime you want. Say the word and I’ll stop right now.”

But if I do… do you promise?” “I promise.”

“It was never supposed to hurt. But if you feel any pain, Persephone, any at all, I’ll stop. I promise.”

Aidon watched her wince as he slowly pushed past where her barrier had once been.

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“Persephone,” he whispered into her ear. “My sweet wife… just let go… Let go…”

Her abductor, who would keep her here forever from the sunlit world, from ever seeing her mother again. Persephone had just proven herself his willing captive.

He watched her face fade from bliss and tenderness to fear and shame as she turned away from him, her eyes watering.

She is not to marry. And certainly not to someone as hard hearted as you.

Cypress, his clean and spicy scent, still clung to her and she could feel their warmth radiating from the sheets.

I’ve put you through enough as it is.” The door creaked again. “Aidon?” He turned back to her. “Can you hold me?”

“Death,” Thanatos finished for her. “Very clever. But consider this…”

“And since there’s no hymen to worry about anymore, thanks to the goddess you serve and that idiot who had you…”

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“You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” “Yes!” “Before I do,”

“I’ll ask you again. What is it you know about the act of love?” “N-nothing!”