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I know I will have to share her. My brothers and Ares will never sit back and let me take what they want.

But I don't care. If Persephone wants me to fight for her alone, I will, but if this delicate goddess in my arms wants their hearts as well as mine, then I would be a fool to resist my darling's desires.

My arm wraps around her waist and her hand presses against my chest and I feel her sinking into the kiss. Our first kiss.

My mouth opens, and I search for her tongue, twirling it around my own, my body so damn alive. So absolutely hers, for whatever she wants with it.

"Let me take you somewhere," I whisper in her ear.

She nods. Her lips swollen and her eyes heavy. "Yes. Please," she pants. I thread my fingers between hers, already thinking of the place I want to take her.

But before I can sweep her away, Poseidon, Zeus, and Ares return.

"Where do you think you are going?" Ares growls.

Persephone looks up at me, and I see a flicker of something in her eyes. She wants them, too.

I give her the slightest smile, I'm not one for sharing in general, but when I see the way Persephone warms to it, I can't resist breaking out into a grin.

She knows my thoughts on the matter of letting them join us. See, this is love. I can already anticipate her wants and needs. I will give my girl everything she wants.

"We're going to make love," she tells Ares. "Would you three like to join us?"

6

Persephone

Maybe it's wrong to want such a forbidden thing. Four gods of my own. But honestly, that kiss with Hades told me more than any words could ever say. He said he loved me, sight unseen. I could hardly believe it.

But then he kissed me and I know it is true.

Gaia might say I'm naïve. Foolish. That I haven't a clue. And maybe I am, but I know that now I've stopped caring only about getting pregnant, Now I want their love as well.

Gaia doesn’t understand -- she hasn't kissed Hades. She didn't feel that well of love burst up from within her like I did we kissed. It was more than lust. It was like the pieces of a puzzle fitting into place. I am his and he is mine.

It's destiny.

And you can't argue with that.

When I started to follow Hades from the hall and Zeus, Poseidon, and Ares asked us where we were going, all it took was one look into Hades' eyes to know the answer to the question.

We are going to make love, and everyone is welcome.

The thing is, I'm not just an ordinary goddess: I'm the goddess of fertility. It makes me special, and I've known this fact my entire life. I've always known that once I was of age, I would get pregnant. As often as possible.

When I saw these four gods, years ago, I had hoped it would be with one of them. I held out the smallest flicker of hope that perhaps I might share some of my fertility with one of the gods I'd been pining after.

Now I am here. At this ball, where the lights are glittering, and the music is playing and where the room seems to be spinning. When I stop, and I look at the gods beside me, I'm not confused about what I should do next.

I'm sure. I am certain.

There is no doubt.

I'm supposed to give myself over to all four of them. Now.

Maybe a spell has been cast over me. Maybe it's the nectar that kept appearing in my glass. But if my cup overflows, I don't care. The cup of my heart is filled with desire for these men.

So, I don't look back, I don't consider what other people might think, I don't wonder how this may look in the eyes of anyone else. Because I only have eyes for the gods right in front of me, right now.

Hades holds my hand and with our fingers entwined I am grounded in a way I didn't expect. He may be dark and deadly, but he has so much more to give. I believe in him and I know he believes in me.

After I tell the men what I am planning to do and that they are invited, Hades doesn't wait. He moves forward and I follow. Right now, I would follow him to the ends of the Earth. To the underworld and back again. The other three are right behind us. Ares presses his capable hand on my back, and on the other side of me Zeus threads his fingers through my own. Poseidon walks ahead, in front of me. I'm surrounded by four Greek gods. Four gods who have confessed that they love me.

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