Persephone and Hades – Part Six

It took me a moment to realise that the light in the room was dimming again; as he stared at me with the gaze of an apex predator eyeing off its prey, his irises continued to glow brighter and brighter with an unholy flame, until I could barely make out anything but the floating rubies of his face through the inky gloom surrounding us. 

I sucked in a deep breath and sat up, propping myself up on my elbow on my side. 

“Dress me,” I commanded firmly, arching an eyebrow at him lest he dare refuse me. I knew that he would be able to see my “don’t fuck with me” expression quite clearly, with his sight. My heart was pounding hard in my chest, and I didnt want it’s telltale speedy rhythm to give me away if he attempted to pull my naked skin close to him again, which I suspected that he would. 

The breeze in the room picked up, swirling past my face in a gust and ruffling my long flowing hair hanging halfway down my back, indicative of his mood at suddenly being ordered around. I smiled, a tug of my lips at the corners, glad that I could get to him so. After all, he certainly knew how to rub me the wrong way in return!

I couldn’t let him get away with this. I needed to remember the past, to recall our life together. He had given away too many juicy pieces of information in his passion, and I was desperate for answers, for an explanation. So help me, I would get them!

Suddenly, my black maxi dress appeared on my body, minus the leather jacket. The silky material was split open down the side slit, exposing my hip and leg in one long, elegant curve. Hades’s gaze dipped to the spot and swept over my bare skin, and I was irritated as a shiver of goosebumps swiftly arose where his gaze had languished over me, as though his stare had the preternatural ability to physically touch me.

“I want to remember my life,” I scowled at him, frustration furrowing my brows. “I don’t like being at a disadvantage like this, with you calling all the shots while I can only recall dribs and drabs in my dreams. My memories have to be returned to me in order for you to come anywhere close to getting what you want, which is me being compliant and wanting to stay with you. I refuse to be abducted again. Especially with a life apparently now growing inside of me. If you don’t restore my memories like I’ve asked, I’ll WISH you to. Then you won’t have a choice in the matter.”

“That, I cannot do, Persephone,” Hades snarled, frustrated, rolling over onto his back and putting his face in his hands. “Do you not think that I would have done that already if it were possible? It would make things a hell of a lot easier for me if it could be that simple. The Fates decreed that you would only regain your status as my wife and my Goddess if our love proved to transcend the tests of time and your rebirth. Meaning, when I found you again, you’d have to fall in love with me of your own accord… Otherwise…”

He let the word drag out and hang loaded in the air, and rolled over onto his side before pulling me to him. I thrashed a little against him, but he drew me up against his chest and I was too weak against his massive strength to pull myself free. Then, he reached up and brushed my hair back from my face, studying my features with his deadly, crimson gaze. 

Curiosity and apprehension stirred in my stomach, a fluttering sensation that unnerved me. I stopped trying to pull away and instead just looked back at him. “What do you mean, “otherwise”?” I queried.

“If you do not fall in love with me again and return to the Underworld, you will die within six months of me first touching you, and your soul will be lost to me, for all eternity.”

“You fucking whaaaaaat!!!???” I squawked in disbelief, struggling to push him away. What? I was going to fucking DIE if I didn’t fall in love with him naturally? And I wouldn’t even have a soul to go to the Underworld? This… this couldn’t be fucking happening, I had to be dreaming… 

A tingling spike of magick pierced my lower belly suddenly, deep in my womb, reminding me uncomfortably that this was, in fact, very much my reality. I groaned softly, my hand flying to my stomach protectively.  Hades’ crimson gaze followed suit and he studied me in thoughtful silence for a minute before continuing.  

“It’s why I brought you to the Underworld against your wishes,” he said with a heavy sigh, raking his hand through his long dark hair in that all too familiar way of his. “You’re already pregnant, our wish has nearly been fulfilled. I needed you to fall in love with me, the quicker the better, and when just being around me seemed to be helping you recall some of your memories, I thought that being in the actual Underworld itself might help speed up the process…”

“Hades,” I cried out in exasperation, beginning to understand his motivation. “Why didn’t you just tell me all of this instead of tricking me into eating food from this place and abducting me? I might have understood, you know! We could have taken things slowly, normally… Well, as normally as possible, anyway, and the love could have come naturally! Instead you’ve taken my free will out of the equation and trapped me here for eternity! I resent you like hell for it!” 

Hades’ sensual mouth pulled into a tight line of displeasure, and his eyes flashed crimson fire. “It’s not in me anymore to wait, Persephone,” he snarled roughly. “It’s been two thousand years. I had actually planned to woo you, at first, but when I saw you in the forest picking flowers, in the flesh instead of just my fantasies, it was just like the first time that I ever laid eyes upon you… all my well laid plans went out the window. I had to have you. I had to bring you home. The day that I actually spoke to you, when you rescued the fairy from drowning, I nearly took you in the garden against your will again… I’m just lucky I guess that you allowed me to seduce you, or that would have been it… After seeing your body in those sodden wet clothes, I was not going to take no for an answer.”

I gasped at his honesty and blatant lack of giving a shit that he’d have raped me if I hadn’t behaved like a wanton slut and just given it up to him. I was outraged, and my facial expression mirrored my emotions, but he just laughed richly and then rolled on top of me. 

“Who are you trying to kid, acting all indignant?” He asked me, pinning my hands to the bed on either side of my head, his hands roughly encircling my wrists. I strained against him, hellfire blazing in my eyes as I glared hotly up at his darkly handsome, infuriating face. He chuckled low in his throat at my defiance and gently pressed his forehead against mine. 

“What am I to do with you, hmmm?” He asked softly. His skin was cool to the touch. “You want me. Admit it. You’re just as bad as me, in that regard.”

“Go fuck yourself,” I hissed, squirming against his hold on me.

“Oh no, my sweet. That’s where the danger lies. I want to fuck YOU… I think I’ve made that very clear.”

Hades lowered his lips to my throat and his tongue licked my hammering pulse, mouth hot and wet against my skin. He dragged his teeth across my neck and I thought for a second that I felt fangs… but I must’ve been mistaken. I shook my head and pushed the thought away.

With an evil laugh, still kissing my neck, Hades magically removed my clothes. “Hades!” I cried, exasperated – I still needed more of an explanation about everything, and to know exactly what he planned to do with me – but he only pressed his knee between my thighs, urging them to part for him. I sighed loudly but complied, spreading my legs to allow him to lay his hips atop mine and for his questing cock to find my little pussy lips. The tip rubbed against me, already wet with precum, and then I felt him part my folds and suddenly spear me, sinking inside with a grunt of pleasure. I gasped myself, already forgetting about my outrage and my questions as he slowly slid into me even further and stretched me open to receive his entire length. I spread my thighs wider as he bottomed out, balls deep inside me, and he held still there for a second as he lifted his head to capture my lips in a scorchingly hot kiss, my wrists still pinned to either side of my head. Then he withdrew and plunged again, and again, and again… beginning in earnest to fuck me deep and hard… I sighed in pleasure, my breath hitching with each forceful thrust that impaled me, and he moaned gruffly as he rolled his hips into me. I felt happiness bloom within my chest as we fucked, momentarily oblivious to my set of ongoing problems. Here, in his arms, I didn’t care about anything other than the cloud of searing lust that had begun to settle over me… his expert fucking was such a brilliant distraction from everyday life… but perhaps that was my downfall.

…

The dream that I was dragged into the moment that sleep claimed me that night was unlike anything that I have ever experienced in its realness. 

Three haggard old women of varying heights swathed in robes of silver silk faced me across a massive, cavern-like throne room where there stood, upon a raised dais, two enormous thrones of the deepest ebony, with carvings of skeletons and skulls adorning their arms, legs and high backs. Hades sat atop one of the thrones, his handsome face set in a scowl as he pinched the bridge of his nose as though he were suffering from a headache. He did not turn to look in my direction, instead his gaze seemed to be turned inward as he brooded. Dark, practically see through wispy figures lined the edges of the room and whispered amongst themselves at my presence. I glanced around, perplexed at my surroundings, and noticed that the three women were beckoning me over to them with a crook of their fingers. 

“Welcome home, Persephone,” one of the women rasped, smiling up at me from a softly wrinkled face that once would have been beautiful if not for the unfair ravages of time taking its toll. “We see that you have finally returned to us in Mortal form.”

“And are with child, no less,” the other crone with amazingly deep blue eyes cackled, pointing a gnarled finger towards my stomach. My hands flew to my belly protectively, shielding it from their scrutiny. 

“You are The Fates, aren’t you?” I asked slowly, taking in their appearances. They howled with laughter at my ignorance. 

“Of course, my dear,” the third spoke, her voice incredibly deep. “We have come to speak to you about Hades.”

“He wastes away in the Underworld without your light by his side. You need to be reminded of what is at stake; your love. You don’t have much time.”

“But… but I thought that I couldn’t have my memories returned to me?” I spluttered. “How am I to love him without remembering why I did so in the first place? He’s kidnapped me and forced all this upon me, after all…! I…I kind of… resent him for it! ”

They cackled again.

“He repeats what he knows, because that’s how it happened in the first instance, all those years ago. He expects that will work again. He forgets how long it took for you to forgive him his trespass, and to fall for him in return. He plays around with wishes, hoping to win you over quickly. That’s why we’re here, to intervene. He cannot continue in this manner, he is headed for dangerous waters. The bargain we struck, all of us, he has already broken it. He fed you the food of the Underworld to keep you in his realm… That was expressly forbidden. He was not to force you to remember him by use of his power, and he was not to drag you to the Underworld against your will again… the first time he did so upset the balance of nature that much, that we could not risk the world again… But that is exactly what he has done, despite swearing an oath to let you fall in love with him again naturally.”

 “Persephone,” chimed in another Fate. “Hades will do ANYTHING to keep you by his side, as he fears losing you again more than anything. Surely you have realised that by now. He has already put your baby at risk by restricting you to the Underworld.”

“The baby?” I cried, horror stricken. 

“Yes,” the blue eyed Fate added. “Unfortunately, you see, since your untimely death all those years ago, Hades has been… to put it lightly… rather lacking in humanity and morality… And now… Well…Breaking his oath and endangering the baby? He’s clearly not thinking straight!”

“Persephone, child,” the last Fate murmured, reaching out to stroke a gnarled, wrinkly hand down my cheek. “We have foreseen Hades being consumed by evil again if you fail to fall in love with him. He has forged a plan to get around the terms of the bargain that was struck…”

Hades… evil? Sure, he was a shit, but he wasn’t that bad, was he? Surely he would return me to my own life eventually, given how unhappy it would make me to have to leave my life and my family for good, without a word?

“Listen, you have to tell me…” I cried. “What were the conditions of this bargain we made? I know that I have to fall in love with Hades within six months of him touching me, or else my soul is lost forever. But where will it go? What will happen to me? I just want to go home! Please, you have to let me know…!” 

The Fates exchanged glances, and then nodded. “Better yet, my dear, why don’t you recall for yourself?” One said softly. 

Before I could ask what they meant, my dream shifted.

…

 

Hades towered above me, holding me tightly pressed to his naked chest. His biceps rippled deliciously and would have drawn my attention, had I not been trembling like a leaf and on the brink of being absolutely petrified. I heaved a ragged breath and tilted my head back to look deep into his brightly glowing ruby red eyes… His lids were half lowered, framed by those thick sooty lashes, and he was searching my face with a resolute and extremely intense look etched upon his Godly features, trying to read my expression.

“Just do it,” I whispered. My long wavy hair brushed across my lower back, which was left bare in the long, white silk sleeveless gown that I wore that hugged my luscious curves like a second skin. “Please, Hades… Don’t drag this out, I’m frightened.”

Hades’ face crumpled into a look of complete and utter anguish for a moment, before he caught himself and schooled his features back into an expression of concentration and seriousness… tinged with a hint of apprehension that he couldn’t quite manage to hide. My heart fluttered against my ribs as I waited. He couldn’t help but swallow thickly, betraying his nerves to me in an endless, heavily loaded moment, where we just stared deeply, desperately into each other’s eyes … My own long lashes were damp with unshed tears, and they wet my cheeks as I blinked up at him, silently imploring him to get started with an act that would forever change our lives in a way that we would never, ever have imagined possible, had it not been for the discussion that we had had at length with The Fates themselves…

“I’m not doing this with you afraid of me,” Hades bit out roughly, almost choking on his words as he absentmindedly rubbed his thumbs up and down my forearms in attempt to allay my fears and offer me some small measure of comfort in the face of what was yet to come.

I reached up my hand to gently caress his stubble roughened cheek, and he quickly, desperately turned his head into my palm to plant a kiss there before I drew it back. “I’m not scared of you, love,” I whispered thickly, swallowing against a sudden massive lump in my throat, “I’m just afraid to… to actually… die. I don’t want it to hurt… and I’m afraid that this won’t work, and that…” my voice cracked, “that I’ll lose you… forever.”

Hades groaned deeply and swept me up against his chest again in an almost painfully tight embrace. “I am the God of The Underworld, and you are my Queen, Persephone. Even in death, your soul belongs to me… We will be together forever even if something should go wrong with your reincarnation as a mortal, I swear it to you on my life, and my immortal soul. I will NEVER lose you, and I will NEVER let you go…”

I sniffed and nodded my head as best I could, squeezed against him like that. He pressed a kiss to my forehead. 

“This is just a temporary separation, that’s all. And when I find you again, when you return to me, we will never, ever be parted again, not even for six months of the year… you will never have to leave me… We will be together until the end of time ITSELF, when the very stars will fall from the sky… I will ALWAYS have you with me, my Light. This I swear to you.”  

I nodded dumbly up at him, lashes spiky with my tears that had finally overflowed and spilled down my cheeks at his promise, his vow. I swallowed past the lump of fear and nodded slowly, clinging to him as my knees threatened to give way. I trusted him implicitly. He would keep his word. He would find me, even if he had to wait an eternity to reawaken our love. He would do it. My heart and my soul were his for the taking, his for the keeping. I had never in my whole, entire life, in those long, long years, loved anything or anyone more than I loved him, no matter how tumultuous our fiery, passionate relationship could be… He was my world, my King, my GOD that I worshipped with every fibre of my being… I loved him that much, I was willing to face Death itself, as no Goddess ever should, so that one day I might bear him a child… Oh, how I positively ACHED to make Hades a Father, to have a small piece of him growing inside me, a babe of his body to love and cherish forever… It would make our life together perfectly complete… Finally…

“Do it,” I insisted with renewed determination and a spike of bravery. “Now, my love. Take me, now.” My aura and my eyes suddenly lit up like the sun at my words, emanating the soft golden glow of Springtime itself, momentarily stunning Hades, who released me to shy away and shield his eyes from my ethereal glow before he could stop himself.

I stood before him as he took a step back and laughed softly at his reaction, enjoying the contrast between his ebony Darkness and the purity of my Light. Light and Dark… one could not exist without the other….

… Just as it was with us.

Hades blinked a few times to let his sight adjust in the face of my glow and then steadied his stance, before drawing himself up to his full, impressive  towering height of 6 foot 9 and clenching his hands into balled fists at his sides. His eyes flashed brightly, as red as the fires of Hell, and his biceps and pectorals rippled as he – finally – flexed his might and drew upon the source of his power, letting it pour into his body in a raging, unstoppable torrent, filling him with an unholy darkness. As he did so, the very earth began to rumble and tremble under my feet and the bedroom suddenly plunged into inky darkness as the fire sconces were extinguished by the wind, which picked up and whipped its way around us in a howling, swirling vortex. I stood in the eye of that storm, in that deadly maelstrom of ebony blackness, facing Hades, the only blazing source of Light that could ever hold its own against the God of The Underworld’s incredible powers of Darkness… 

… And so we stood facing each other, sworn to be together forever, and we drew upon our formidable powers as Gods… Me, embodiment of the Light, and He, embodiment of the Dark… We became, we were, and always would be, as one…

Hades roared and threw back his head, squeezing his eyes shut tight as he embraced all the powers of the Underworld, drawing so much into himself that it went against all his survival instincts, searing his flesh, boiling his blood, branding his heart and forever shadowing his mind… he began to shudder, shaking at the force of the powers he was allowing to flood into him, his eyes rolling back in his skull as he exiled every last vestige of humanity from his Soul… and, in doing so… became… 

…Death Incarnate.

…Bathed in the light of my golden glow, I watched with a skin-crawling, creeping sense of growing horror as the roaring crimson flames in his eyes were extinguished and gradually replaced by a veil of an ebony so dark it actually seemed to absorb light… an unholy, reflectionless black… A black so matte, so evil, that it seemed to devour every source of light that his searing gaze landed upon… 

… Which, in that very next second, happened to be me…

Thunder boomed and cracked like the drums of war and lightning flashed silvery blue from the ceiling of our bedroom, which had been replaced with the open sky, a boiling cauldron of thick, roiling purpley grey clouds that had suddenly appeared to swirl above Hades like a funnel cloud about to touch down, as, with massive heaving lungfuls of air inflating his huge chest, he drew all of the evil and power of the Underworld into himself…

Quickly, before it was too late and he lost himself entirely to the dark, I took a deep breath of my own and timidly stepped forwards, throwing the straps of my ivory white gown down over my arms so that it fell off my shoulders as I moved, slipping all the way over and down past my hips in one fluid, silken ripple, to pool at my feet on the floor and expose all of my softly illuminated skin to the freezing night air. I gasped softly at the kiss of the cold.

Hades’s head snapped to attention at hearing my breath, and I trembled uneasily at being the thing to suddenly capture his attention, so changed was he. He had begun to glow with a pale reddish light himself, his skin shimmering with the power that he presently held, and his vividly dark gaze alighted upon me as I moved towards him, his nostrils flaring animalistically like that of a predator sensing its prey. I certainly felt like a deer before a hunter, under his scrutiny. A deep rumbling growl sounded from within his chest, and, in recognition, he suddenly bared his teeth at me in the semblance of a smile…

… He had two wickedly elongated canines that glinted like demonic daggers, where before there had only ever been perfectly square, normal pearly teeth.

He positively oozed evil, danger and death, standing there, with all his powerful muscles tensed in my direction like the taught string of a knocked bow about to loose an arrow.. The incredible rushing flow of dark magic flooding into his body and pumping its way through his bloodstream was causing his veins to rise to the surface and bulge thickly with black blood… My mouth hung open as I regarded the changes that had taken place in him within seconds, and I could feel how wide my eyes were as I just continued to stare at him in disbelief and awe…

… After some long minutes, where I wobbled on my feet with a sudden creeping, strangling sense of fear at his continued silence, he suddenly ran a hand through his long dark hair, pushing it back off of his otherworldly handsome face in one smooth movement – a gesture that was so utterly HIM, despite his monstrous appearance, that I immediately relaxed with a huge sigh and untensed where I hadn’t realised that I had stiffened, staggering forwards and collapsing into his well muscled arms, as he raised his massive hands out and reached for me.

“Hades,” I cried, folding into his embrace as, in one fluid movement, he knelt down on one knee on the floor and bent me backwards to drape me across his thigh. His mouth caught mine in a devastating, searing kiss. My arms snaked their way up to wind around his neck as the rest of my naked body went limp beneath his touch and I whimpered against his lips. His tongue slid against mine, delving into my mouth, tasting and exploring me slowly and deliciously as one of his hands stretched out to cup one of my firm breasts in his palm, driving me mad with a sudden surge of heady lust as his fingers captured the rose bud of my nipple and rolled the sensitive skin between their tips, kneading me. His other hand tangled itself in my long dark tresses and held my head captured in place, my face tilted up to his and leaving me unable to break free from his ravenous kisses, even if I had wanted to. 

“Persephone,” Hades growled against my lips, and my heart lurched heavily within my chest at the strange sound of his suddenly much deeper, much gravellier voice. It was a sharp contrast to the smooth, deep caramel chocolatey tones that he usually spoke with. He sounded rough and untamed, like the breaking of waves upon a storm tossed shoreline, like an apex predator howling on the wind, a wild beast more creature than man… but the darkly possessive way in which he uttered my name, rolling it around his mouth and caressing it with his tongue, had me instinctively, completely and utterly at his mercy and sent a sudden thrill, a queer shuddery little shiver, down my spine that raised my skin up in tiny goosebumps wherever it touched, leaving a quivering trail of fear and excitement in its wake. 

“Oh, the POWER,” he murmured between fierce kisses, his tongue plundering into my mouth over and over again as he slowly lowered me to the ground and covered me with his massive body. A half growl, half groan, followed as he raised himself up onto his forearms and stared down into my face… “The power…” he continued, starting to pant, “I can feel it flooding through me… And I can feel YOUR power…” He dipped his head to lick my pulse that was hammering a beat against my throat, and I felt the graze of his fangs as he lingered against my skin. “I can TASTE your power, Persephone. I can smell it.” He laid his cheek against mine and deeply inhaled my hair. His hands suddenly found my wrists, and he adjusted his balance so that he was pinning me down beneath him, resting all of his considerable weight upon me. His lips found mine again and his tongue ravaged me, darting into my mouth over and over, drenching me with his saliva. He bit my lower lip roughly, moaning incoherently, inhaling raggedly, drinking me in… I felt the swell of his enormous erection through his leather pants, digging into my belly, and he started to grind his hips into mine in a thrusting, steady roll that soon had me arching my back and writhing beneath him as a slick wetness bloomed in my centre, and I began to crave him desperately, with an intensity that began to drown out the storm of emotions that I was currently caught up in… 

“I can’t control myself…” Hades groaned loudly against my lips before pulling his mouth away from mine in an attempt to explain himself. “The fucking power, Persephone! Ugh… the fucking POWER! I can feel EVERYTHING. It’s incredible! Why haven’t I done this before now!?”

“Hades,” I cried, growing afraid for him as his grip on my wrists tightened and his grip on himself wavered… His eyes were too wild, his grin with those deadly fangs too unnatural, his rapid panting breaths too indicative of his control quickly unravelling… 

He moaned loudly and licked the length of my neck. “When I take your life, Persephone, when I consume your power, I could finally challenge my brothers, Zeus and Poseidon… I could hold dominion over all of the realms!!” His arms tightened around me and his deadly black eyes widened as his voice rose to a crescendo, and I stared up at him in horror, pinned beneath him, unable to protect him against, or help him fight, the torrent of evil that was coursing through him…  “The Underworld, Persephone! The Oceans, even the Heavens… ALL would be MINE! Mine! None of the Gods, not even The Fates… NONE could stop me… I am DEATH ITSELF!  Do you UNDERSTAND? I could do all this, if I take you!… I MUST…”

Desperation tinged the last word as his voice suddenly cracked and broke, and he buried his head in my neck to hide his face with a half sob, half wild laugh… My cloud of lust and fear dissipated as my heart suddenly shattered into a thousand spiky, razor sharp pieces that impaled me like tiny spears, blindsiding me with unbearable pain, leaving me in complete and utter anguish, as it dawned on me that Hades needed me… More so than EVER, with the sacrifice of his humanity that had been the requirement for him to be able to firstly summon, and then wield, the unbelievably dark forces that were necessary to KILL a Goddess… He had to take enough Darkness into himself to extinguish my Light, and his soul would not survive the way in which he had ripped himself open to channel that power without becoming completely tainted by evil, unless…

… We had been hoping that the strength of our LOVE for one another would be enough for him to have the strength necessary to drain my life from me and still retain some tiny semblance of purity, to not be entirely taken over by the Darkness and rendered completely soulless, totally consumed by evil. He was sacrificing his humanity to momentarily become a monster, and I had to be the one to remind him of that unbreakable bond between us, I had to be the one to pull him back from the brink…

I had to distract him from the madness that threatened to consume him…

I had to remind him of the REAL reason WHY he had done this…

I bucked my hips beneath his, drawing his attention to more physical things… like his still throbbing erection, and my nakedness beneath him. He rumbled a very masculine groan of interest as he lifted his head to regard me, and I took the opportunity to draw more of my OWN power into my body at that very moment, opening myself to the flow, more than I had ever dared to draw upon before… My golden glow increased, my skin turning even more iridescent, as my magic heated my blood and my body. Hades gasped and his mouth hung open, shocked and in awe as my warmth penetrated the haze of cold darkness that had blinded him…

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, as a single tear drop of crimson blood squeezed its way free from the corner of one of his veiled black eyes and slowly rolled down his cheek.

“Hades, take me NOW!” I instructed him roughly, lifting my hips as I hoped to pull him back to me, to stop him losing himself to the void. “Do what we do best!”

“As you wish, my Queen,” Hades growled, and in an instant, he had magically removed his leather trousers and the barrier between his body and mine. His knee sought to press between my legs, entreating my thighs to part and make way for his hips, and I opened them immediately. My wrists were still pinned down when he breached the entrance to my body and pushed his engorged cock deep into my creamy wet vagina, sliding into me with a deep thrust and a satisfied groan. I gasped at the sensation of him filling me, at him stretching me open around his massive girth… the coolness of his skin only heightened my pleasure as I languished in the deep thrusting stabs of pleasure I felt as he pumped into me, increasing his pace and depth. I spread my thighs as wide as I could to allow him better access to my body and wished with all my heart that he would kiss  me.

He complied. 

“I love you,” he gasped against my lips before plunging his tongue into my mouth and drinking me in, his mouth wet with saliva, biting my bottom lip as he impaled me with his cock, grunting aloud with his fast paced thrusts as he did so. I struggled against his vice like hold on my wrists even as my legs wrapped even further around his hips and his arse dimpled as he rolled his hips and drove into me vigorously. He released me and my hands wound their way around his neck in a hug, before dropping as I gave in to my desire to rake my nails across his shoulders and back, urging him to hammer me ever harder. I felt the stirrings of a massive orgasm tingling deep down in my cervix as he bottomed out balls deep within me and his cock hit the entrance to my womb over and over again, reminding me of why we were doing this. I whimpered his name against his lips. 

Hades drew a ragged breath and suddenly grabbed me by the hair, raking my head back painfully and exposing my pale throat to his lips. His tongue licked its way down my sweat soaked skin, savouring the taste. I gulped audibly, squeezing my eyes shut, knowing in my heart of hearts what was about to happen… he couldn’t reign in the beast anymore. It was time. 

“I love you,” he whispered gruffly, thrusting into my body endlessly. I felt his cock engorge inside of me and the slickness of his precum mixing with my own, making me even creamier and the friction even more delicious as he slid in and out of my pussy. His balls slapped against my arse, my favourite thing about him being on top of me, and my whole body just went limp in his arms, apart from my rolling hips, as I gave myself up to him utterly and completely.

With a monstrous growl, he took me. 

Razor sharp fangs pierced my throat. I gasped at the sudden intense pain, and then moaned loudly as I felt his lips fasten around my skin and he began to pull in mouthfuls of my sticky sweet blood, drinking down my lifeforce, my power, taking my light into himself. 

I exploded around his throbbing cock in a massive tsunami of an orgasm, my body wracked with wave after wave of pleasure and shudders as I climaxed harder than I ever had in my life. He continued sucking on my neck, draining me, but his hips bucked wildly at my quivers and a second later I felt his thick dick erupt into me and spill his hot, sticky seed, pumping it straight into the entrance to my womb, deep thrust after thrust. The next time he did this to me, I thought foggily, rocking with him, he would be impregnating my newly mortal body. 

I was fading. I felt light headed and Hades wrapped his free arm tightly around me, holding me against his massive chest as he drank. 

He had embraced his darkness, and was killing the light. 

My glow dimmed, flickering out as my vision swam. My hair was still being held tightly in his hand, keeping my head tilted back and my neck exposed to his hungry mouth, and I whimpered at the sudden coldness that had swept over me, seizing me in the clutches of death himself. 

“Hades,” I managed to whisper, clinging limply to him. I still felt him deep inside of me, and he held me so, so tightly I could barely breathe… or perhaps that was my breath fading along with my pulse. 

He groaned and suckled my neck ferociously, as though he was finding it impossible to stop drinking me in. But then, after some long drawn out moments where I drifted slightly somewhere outside of my body, he finally lifted his head and turned mine so that I could stare into his fathomless black eyes. I struggled to focus my gaze. His lips were stained with a crimson slickness and his fangs dripped as he smiled a slow, lazy smile at me. 

“I’ve got you,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss my mouth. I tasted myself on him, a sweet, heady bouquet of summer berries and a metallicy spicy tang. “I’ll never let you go, Persephone. You are completely mine and mine alone, forever…”

I realised that he was crying drops of blood onto my cheeks just as unconsciousness took me in its gentle arms and swiftly carried me away to a dreamscape where Hades held me tightly in his arms and rained kisses down upon my head. 

His broken howls of anguish were the last thing I ever heard…

…

 

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