The Passion of Hades (The Hades Trials, #2)

by Eliza Raine

'You were wronged, by my worst enemy, and you paid the highest price. And now only you have the power to make it right.'

As soon as the word naked entered my head I was picturing Hades, bare and glistening and hard and...

'Yes, Hades, I know being with me blew your mind and I know you cried like a baby afterward, but we're not doing it again. Now, please stop bothering me.' I heard his deep, booming laugh in my head as I spun on my heels and marched away from him. 'Well played, Beautiful. Well played.’

If I had thought his voice was sexy, it was nothing compared to his laugh.

'When you use your power to grow things, to create life, you... You become practically irresistible.'

'Do you have any idea how hard it is not to rip your clothes off right now?' he hissed. 'I can't be this close to you.'

'You must never be scared of your own strength,'

'There is a Queen inside you, Persephone. My Queen.'

Heat rushed me all at once, and there was nothing in the world that could feel better than hearing this man call me his queen.

'You're doing a good job so far, you've managed to resist me,' said Skop. 'Gnome dogs really aren't my type,' I told him. 'I could try and change your mind?' 'Nope.' 'It was worth a shot.'

Strength born from overcoming trauma is very different to blood-born arrogance. It is true strength.'

My body responded immediately to the vision blossoming in my mind. Persephone on the Rose throne, resplendent in one of her fierce black corseted gowns, an onyx crown atop her head and black vines coiling from her palms as she glowed with power. Arousal throbbed through me. She walked into the dome at that exact second and she couldn't have looked less like the woman I was imagining. She was wearing a yellow dress, with white daisies on it, and she was wide-eyed with awe. She looked delicate and young and vibrant and innocent and... And I wanted her even more.

Although why anyone would get married is beyond me.' 'Limiting the number of breasts not appeal to you?' I asked him. 'Nope. Definitely not. Unlimited breasts all the way, please.'

Lose the Trials, stay alive, get back home. That was plan and I had to stick to it. Despite the fact that a mind-bendingly gorgeous god wanted to worship me.

'Feel any different? Like you wanna blow some shit up?' Hecate's eyes were alive with excitement. I swallowed. 'No.' Apart from a very slight tingle, I felt nothing. Hecate's face fell. 'Oh. How disappointing.' 'I worry about you,' I told her. 'Probably wise.'

I hurried to catch up with him, tearing my eyes from where they'd involuntarily glued themselves to his ass.

The rest of the day dragged painfully slowly, my mind slipping back to the images Persephone had sent me almost constantly. 'Boss, pay attention, this is important,' said Hecate, snapping me out of an intense vision of Persephone's soft lips wrapped around the tip of my cock. 'Sorry, what?' I asked, shifting uncomfortably in my seat. Stupid fucking erection.

I would never let her go again. I couldn't. She was light and life and love, and she was mine.

'She will cause the end of Olympus.' The words Poseidon had bellowed at me not ten minutes before echoed through my head. 'If she ever meets Cronos, we are all doomed.'