Page 88 of His in the Dark

“What is it? What’s wrong?” I ask her, my heart racing with the fears of what has transpired.

“I missed you,” she whispers.

I lift her into my arms, and Persephone’s arms go around my neck. Her softness and warmth compared to the cruelty I displayed today forces me to keep my eyes open as she kisses down my shoulder. I can breathe again when her mouth is on mine. I can reassure myself that she is here with me. Whatever else comes, I can face it, as long as she is by my side.

They will not take her from me. Even if they shatter my kingdom and release the Titans which cannot be destroyed. Hellwould be on Earth and Olympus would not be protected. If they bring war and that is the result. So be it. I will hide her in secret depths. For I know what it is to be alone and I know what it is to be with her.

I cannot and will not part with her.

She drops her head to kiss the side of my neck, nipping the skin and nuzzling at me in places that feel far too sensitive to be mine.

“You are not yourself. What can I do?” she asks, pulling back and looking at me from beneath her thick lashes.

I take my time, kissing her. Pressing my lips to hers and relishing in how her body molds to mine.

She can let me take off her gown. She can let me lay her out on the bed and lick her sweet pussy until I’ve lost track of how many orgasms I’ve given her.

Through all this, I let her touch me. Her hands in my hair could chase away any threat. I could defend the Underworld against any angry god with the strength of my love for this feeling, and for Persephone.

I turn her over onto her hands and knees. Persephone tosses her head, arching her back and spreading her thighs. I kneel behind her, lost in how beautiful she is. How soft. How wet. How accepting of my fingers when I push them inside her. How welcoming she is when I thrust in.

Her power goes through my entire body. Persephone moans, clenching on my cock, and another wave rocks through me, shivering through every single inch of my body and my power.

It is so strong that I have to grit my teeth to keep my release in. I am not ready for this to end.

This is closeness that I never expected to experience. I’ve heard of bonds between Gods before. I did not know they were overflowing with ecstacy. Like a drug more addictive thananything else. I would do anything for her. I’d let all the worlds burn.

Persephone gasps, coming on my cock again as I thrust ruthlessly behind her, my fingers digging into the soft flesh at her hips. I ride through her orgasm and then I pull her close and slow the pace. The insides of her thighs are wet with her arousal.

“Oh,” she says, taking deep breath after deep breath as she circles her hips in my hands. With her cheeks flushed and her lips parted, she is breathtakingly gorgeous. Taking every bit of me like the Queen she is. I need this moment with her. I need to remember how it feels to pause, even in this act, and feel every detail. I slide my hand to Persephone’s belly, then delve lower to find her clit.

“Oh, yes,” she breathes, rocking into my touch. She’s so sensitive that it takes nothing to make her pussy clench around me. The lightest brushes have tremors racing through her thighs. I bury my other hand in her hair at the nape of her neck and pull gently, making her arch a little more for me. Her nextohis much longer and makes my cock twitch with aching need.

Only when she calls my name, do I find my release.

This is what it means to be lost in a woman’s touch. This is what it means to have a queen. I did not have to face my dread alone. I did not have to remain trapped in my isolation, alone in the dark.

I lie in the blankets, stroking Persephone’s back, for a long time before she lifts her head from the pillow and studies me, running her fingers through my hair.

“Something is happening,” she says. “Isn’t it?”

I give her a nod. I do not want wars between the realms to come into our bed with us. I would much rather retreat into the deepest, most hidden places in the Underworld until there was no more danger.

Persephone frowns. “And…you do not want to tell me what it is?”

“Not tonight, my Queen.”

She traces my lips with her finger. “But youwilltell me?”

“You are my Queen,” I tell her, then drop a soft kiss to her lips. It is practically innocent compared to how I have just fucked her, but a shock ripples through me nonetheless. “You are my world. I will not keep it from you.”

Persephone purses her lips, thinking. “You want to have tonight without worry?”

“I want to spend every night with you without worry.”

She rests her head on my chest, her perfect body all along mine. I could spend every last bit of every eternity stroking her hair, then down her back, and feeling her breathing settle as she falls asleep.

She does not know.

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