Persephone drew her breath before reciting the prophecy in a tremulous voice.
The lord would fall because of her.
The lady would disappear because of him.
And when these two came to be,
The Underworld would have made its choice.
When she finished, she glanced at the mortal with feigned fearfulness, saying haltingly, “Do you understand it?”
Ever wished she hadn’t, but she did, and she whispered, “Yes.” The prophecy decreed that the prophesied queen could only be someone the god of the Underworld had fallen in love with.
And after last night—-
Ever knew now that the prophesied queen couldn’t be her.
The look of devastation on the mortal’s face made Persephone quickly lower her head so she could hide her smile. Poor disgusting mortal, she was just no match for a goddess like Persephone.
Deciding it was time to drive the dagger to the mortal’s heart and tear it into irreparable pieces, Persephone slowly lifted her head and waited for the girl to look at her again. When their eyes met, she pretended to hesitate to make it seem like she was struggling with her next words.
The mortal fell for the bait. “What is it?”
The girl’s voice was beautifully numb, and a venomous sense of pleasure coursed through the goddess at the sound of the mortal’s pain. She wanted more of it, and so she said in a choking voice, “Hades and I have our differences, but...I would never wish him harm, and I’m afraid—-” She choked back a pretend sob. “I’m terrified that’s exactly what’s going to happen if he persists in going against what the Crones have decreed.” Gesturing to their surroundings, she said despairingly, “The kingdom...the people...all of it will be destroyed if someone else other than the prophesied queen is crowned.”
Chapter Nine
Ever was in the middle of her bath when she heard the door to the dressing chamber open. She didn’t turn around, only sinking deeper in the bubbly scented water and wishing she had gills instead of lungs. It would be really nice, she thought wistfully, if she could just hide underwater and avoid facing reality.
A moment later, she felt and heard the water move and splash, and she turned in surprise to see the god of the Underworld stepping inside the marble bath.
Oh!
For a moment, all she could do was stare, Hades’ nude physique making her body tremble as it remembered the sensual pleasure Hades’ touch alone could evoke.
Before she knew it, Hades was already next to her and he was reaching for her underwater, his hands curving around her waist.
When he drew Ever to her knees, the new position leaving her breasts completely exposed, and she squeaked in embarrassed protest. “Hades!”
He didn’t look up, his admiring gaze fixed on the pale globes. As he continued to stare, her nipples started to harden, and Ever’s embarrassment deepened. “Stop staring, please.” She tried to cross her arms over her chest, but the god moved too fast for her, and her hands were suddenly imprisoned behind her back.
“I love looking at you,” Hades murmured huskily.
“Well, I don’t.”
Hades smirked. “I don’t even need Apollo with me to know your words are untrue.” With his free hand, he reached for one breast, gently kneading it, before his fingers moved to pinch her already-erect nipple. “This strawberry tip is proof of your desire for me, milady.”
His words made her shudder, and she could feel her resistance weakening as he continued to play with her nipple, tweaking and pinching it alternately, before moving to the other to do the same thing.
By the time the god looked up, Ever could only think of one thing.
She wanted more.
“May I suck on it, milady?”
She moaned.
“May I?”
Ever choked out, “Yes.”
“If I free your hands, will you feed them to me?”
Her eyes widened at the request.
A second later, her hands were free and a tauntingly beautiful smile formed on the god’s lips. If you want it, you know what to do.
“Are you really a sadist,” she asked helplessly, “or you’re only like this with me?”
The god laughed, and his voice was coated with dark temptation as he said, “You’ll be thrilled to know...it’s just you.”
Oh!
The words made Ever dizzy with pleasure, and as Hades continued to stare at her with ebony eyes that gleamed with mocking amusement, she slowly dropped to her fours—-
Hades’ lips curved.
—-and began to crawl towards him.
The god of the Underworld was enthralled, and lust blazed through his blood as he watched Ever move towards him with exquisite slowness. Her bountiful breasts swayed with her every move, and his cock began to throb. By the time she reached him, he was aching with the need to possess her.
“You little tease.” The god’s voice was raw with need, but his ebony eyes were gleaming with approval. “I hope you always try to seduce me like this.”
A nervous giggle escaped her. “I’ll t-try.” Rising to her knees, she cupped her breasts, and with their eyes still locked on each other, she bent forward to feed him.