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“Leave,” he said again, gathering his power, knowing they could feel it lifting the hair on their arms and the backs of their necks. “Or be witness—and complicit—in the desecration of this temple.”
They fled, and Hades drew Persephone inside, closing the doors behind them.
He turned to her. “Let me make love to you.”
“In my mother’s temple? Hades—”
He silenced her with a kiss, knowing it would ignite the desire that simmered between them, and it did. Persephone bent to his will, her body like liquid gold, forming to him like his shadowed magic.
“My mother will be furious,” she said as her lips left his, breathless.
“I’m furious,” he said, bracing one hand behind her head, the other sliding down, over her ass and under her thigh as he drew her leg over his hip. He kissed her hard and ground into her, a taste of how desperate he was for her. He broke from their kiss and trailed his lips along her jaw. “And you haven’t said no,” he pointed out as she clung to him tighter.
He released her, needing her to choose. He had asked her to do something in direct defiance of her mother, and while she was no stranger to such behavior, this was different. They were going to fuck in this temple, on scared ground. Demeter had ended lives for such behavior.
But the fact was, she already had ended lives, and she deserved to witness this. She deserved the dishonor.
Persephone said nothing as she drew her hands beneath his jacket and slid it from his shoulders. Hades considered using magic to divest them of their clothes faster, but there was no reason to rush. This was meant to be worship, and as Hades undressed her, he did exactly that, kissing and licking every inch of her exposed skin, even as he knelt to help her out of her skirt.
He stayed there on his knees before her for a moment, burying his head between her legs, teasing her swollen clit, which peeked out from the curls at the apex of her thighs.
He liked the way she inhaled between her teeth, the way she rolled her head from side to side as she let the feel of him against her radiate throughout her body.
He wanted to fill every part of her, own every part of her.
Hades rose to his feet and took her into his arms, carrying her down the aisle of her mother’s temple to her altar, which was crowded with cornucopias of fruit and sheaves of wheat. Two large, gold basins full of fire roared on either side. Hades had felt their heat from the doors, but now that they were this close, his body was already damp with sweat.
At the center of those basins, Hades knelt to lay her on the tiled floor. She held his gaze as he shifted between her thighs, his blood hot, his body aching as she widened her legs, exposing her soft, slick center.
His mouth instantly watered, and the head of his cock felt as though it had a heartbeat, desperate to be sheathed within her body.
He bent and ran his tongue along her sex once before pulling away and meeting her gaze.
“You are wet for me,” he said, voice rumbling in his chest.
He felt crazed and possessive.
She held his gaze, whispering, “Always.”
“Always. Even at the sight of me?”
She nodded, and he wrapped a hand around her knee, kissing her there.
“Do you want to know how I feel when I see you?”
She nodded.
“When I see you, I cannot help but think of you like this. Bare. Beautiful. Drenched.”
He kissed up her thigh, letting his tongue taste her. She squirmed beneath his touch as he drew closer and closer to her center, whispering truths against her skin.
“My cock is heavy for you, and I am desperate to fill you.”
“Then why am I so empty?”
Her eyes glittered with challenge, and Hades smirked before he let himself indulge in her heat. Her clit was erect, and he drew it into his mouth, sucking softly, circling it with his tongue. Persephone arched against his mouth, and he looked up to see her squeezing her breasts and rolling her nipples between her fingers.
Fuck, she was amazing.
