Page 201 of A Game of Gods


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Hermes choked on a laugh, but a silly question deserved the right answer, though he considered adding that perhaps it would change. It was possible the Fates would not like that he had told Thales of their plans. It wasn’t as if he knew the details, just that it would not be pleasant.

A few minutes of blissful silence followed until Zeus pushed back his chair, letting it scrape on the floor loudly to draw attention, and then clanking his glass until Hades wanted to break his teeth.

As Zeus wanted, all eyes were now on him.

“We are gathered to celebrate my brother Hades,” Zeus exclaimed. “Who has found a beautifulmaidenhe wishes to marry, Persephone—Goddess of Spring, daughter ofdreadDemeter. Tonight, we celebrate love and those who have found it. May we all be so lucky, and, Hades—” Zeus lifted his glass, and all eyes turned to their table. “May the oracle bless your union.”

Zeus’s statement served as both a reminder to Hades and Persephone that he was in control but also communicated to those gathered that if he denied their marriage, it was the fault of the oracle and not his.

Reluctantly, Hades lifted his glass to his brother. It was more of a way to emphasize his promise of vengeance than an acknowledgment of what Zeus had said.

As Hades brought his drink to his lips, Persephone turned to him, and the smile on her face drew his attention, tightening his chest. He set the drink aside in favor of her mouth and kissed her.

The mild applause that started at the end of Zeus’s toast turned voracious and cheerful. Hermes whistled.

When Hades pulled back, Persephone gave a breathless laugh. “Careful, Lord Hades,” she said quietly. “Or you’ll lose your vicious reputation.”

He wasn’t certain about that, but he smiled anyway.

The rest of the dinner passed in relative quiet, and they retired to the porch where Apollo specifically had taken it upon himself to play his lyre. It was likely he desired praise for his skill while also impressing his newest conquest.

“Shall we dance?” Hades asked, turning to Persephone.

“I would like nothing more,” she answered.

Hades led her to an open spot at the center of the crowded floor, drawing her close with no intention of trying to conceal his erection, which had roared to life when he’d kissed her at dinner.

“Aroused, my love?” Persephone asked, her voice husky, her eyes heavy-lidded. Perhaps it was the ambrosia that made her so bold.

“Always, my darling,” he replied lightly.

When she reached between them to grip him, he knew she was definitely under the influence of ambrosia.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice a hum in his chest.

“I don’t think I need to explain myself,” she said.

“Are you trying to provoke me in front of these Olympians?”

“Provoke you?” she questioned on a breathless laugh. “I wouldnever.”

He drew her closer and considered how long he would be able to take this teasing, but Persephone was making itveryhard.

“I am just trying to please you,” Persephone said quietly, her gaze unwavering.

“You please me,” he said and claimed her mouth in a hard kiss that only grew more demanding as she continued to move her hand against his rigid cock, and there came a point where he had no desire to hold back.

“Enough,” he hissed as he tore from her mouth, and though he’d caught the attention of the whole room, he cloaked them in glamour as he gripped her ass and drew her up his body.

“Hades!” she gasped. “Everyone can see!”

“Smoke and mirrors,” he said and teleported.

He chose not to leave Olympus, given that Zeus may still summon them to consult the oracle, and teleported to his own estate on the mountain, which typically remained abandoned.

“Not so interested in exhibitionism?” Persephone asked.

“I cannot focus on you the way I wish and maintainthe illusion,” he said, which was partly true. The other reason was because his brothers could see through it, but he did not want to talk about them.

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