Page 49 of Seeking Hades' Ember

Chapter 25

Jillian

"Angel, did you know that the god of the Underworld is infertile?" Hades' voice sank and gave me a sad smile while petting Blaze. "I'm the God of Death, not of life, so why would I be able to give life even if it was in my mate’s womb?"

"Hades," I whispered as I straddled his lap. Blaze jumped off and hid in the closet while Cerberus left the room.

"If you want children someday, children that would come from here," Hades' hands caressed my stomach lovingly, "that is the one thing I cannot give you.”

Hades’ eyes looked so broken; I could feel his heartache as he confessed this truth. He was just so handsome, loving, and caring I could never leave him for something like this, not ever. Hades may see himself as something dark and sinister, but I could see the light inside him when he looked at me.

I’ve never thought about having children; I was a child myself when I was taken away and practically forced to be a slave in the adult entertainment world. Honestly, I didn’t know how to even interact with children. My days were limited, or so I thought. I would be eventually sold and killed so I wouldn’t be another mouth to feed and dreaming of children was so far-fetched.

Would I like to have children? Maybe, someday if I had escaped but as selfish as it may be, I didn’t want to share Hades right now. If we really wanted children, we could adopt. I’m sure we could find some demi-god that isn’t enjoyed by either parent. We had options, but Hades was dead-set on the nightmare of not having our own. Hades needed to know I was all right with not having children. If having Hades meant no children, there would be no children because why would I deprive him and myself of each other's love? I could never see myself with anyone else for the sake of children. Children should be brought up in love, and Hades would be the only person I ever wanted to do that with.

"That's all right," I said softly as I touched his face with my hand. "We can have tons of fur babies like Cerberus and Blaze!" I giggled, but Hades didn't laugh with me. Squeezing me tighter, his head fell on my shoulder, and I returned his embrace.

"Don't you want someone that could give you children?" he mumbled on my shoulder. I rubbed his back with one hand and played with his hair in the other.

"Of course not; why would I want anyone else? You are my savior, my rescuer, and you stole my heart. I don't think I could bear to be without you. The thought has me tied up in knots if I never got to see you again. We are supposed to be soul mates, right? That's why I feel like this? This need to be with you?"

Hades' head pulled from my shoulder; his eyes were red around the edges. "You won't leave then? Even if I can't give you children?" I shook my head and smiled.

"No, never. You are stuck with me. We need each other. I was feeling all antsy when you were gone earlier while I took a bath; I didn't like it." Hades gave a sigh, and his hand came up to cradle my face.

"Jillian, will you be with me forever?" His voice was pleading and longing for my answer. As crazy as it sounded, I wanted to spend forever with him; I wanted to be with him every waking moment. He kept me safe, he was patient and loving, and that nagging part of my chest kept pulling me closer to him, not just physically but emotionally as well.

"Of course, I will be with you forever. I couldn't imagine anything else," I replied. Hades engulfed me in the biggest hug as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Big sighs and almost sobs left him as he held me. I continued to hold him close and swayed us back and forth as he calmed down.

"There is still so much more I need to tell you about what this means, but I'm dying to kiss you," he rasped.

"Well, what's stopping you?" I shot back as his million-dollar smile embraced my lips. One arm held my back in place while the other dug into my hair. Sitting up on my knees, I made myself taller than him, pressing my chest to his. Groans left him as I pulled at his hair.

Hades tugged at my lips with his teeth as his tongue slipped into my mouth. Sparks flew across us as one of his hands went lower on my back and onto the outside of my thigh. A soft moan left me as I felt him go under the back of my shirt as he cupped my bare rear-end. "Hades," I whispered in his mouth. He pulled away, letting me catch my breath. Tiny chills erupted on my skin as he pecked my shoulder.

"I make you feel good here." He put his hand in the middle of my chest. "Let me make you feel good in another way." My heart spiked as he rolled me onto my back. His hand reached up my shirt and he kissed my breasts. Letting out small pants as my hands trailed through his hair. The small nips on my nipples made me rub my thighs together on their own accord.

A low devilish laugh left Hades' throat. His hand traveled down my waist and to my hips as he continued sucking on my body, leaving marks in his wake.

A warm hand parted my thighs as my breath hitched. It burned and ached in my lower region, and I was dying to know what he was doing. Would he take care of it or make it worse? "I want you to relax." His finger dipped between my folds as I gripped his shoulders. Fingers felt so foreign down there; his callous fingers felt good as he parted the folds. Ever so slowly, he began to circle his fingers around my clit, and I immediately moved my hips to get more friction. The girls at the club were not kidding; this could feel really good with the right person.

His finger continued to rub in circles, sometimes stopping to dip into my cavern to fill his finger with more of my moisture. I thought this would be dirty and disgusting, but it all felt like heaven in hell.

The pressure began building in the pit of my stomach as I rose to a peak and shattered to pieces as he continued to rub the little nub of nerves. I sighed out his name, and his kisses on my breast were now on my lips. My pants became calmer as I gazed into his eyes. They were pitch black full of lust.

His finger still lingered on my clit but started slipping lower into me, going farther into my hole. His finger felt unbearably tight as he rubbed my walls. "Damn Angel, we have work to do," he husked as he tried to add another. I whimpered; it felt good, but it was almost too much.

In and out, he thrust his fingers inside me; the wetness I was creating made a suctioning sound as again I came undone by his hands. "Hades," I whined as he picked me up gently.

"Shh," he kissed my forehead and took me to the bathroom. Taking a warm cloth, he wiped me clean between my thighs, but I saw a raging problem he had of his own.

"Um," I blushed, not sure how to bring it up.

"Tonight, was about you, Angel. I know you aren't ready for this." Hades moved his member to make himself more comfortable. It was large. I had nothing to compare it to, but it was bigger than I thought one could be. Yeah, that was going to be a scary thing.

Hades carried me to the bed. Hades was so tall and muscular; I just couldn't handle how sweet he was taking care of me. God of the Underworld pampering a hopeless human. I internally swooned and melted into him. "I'm taking a shower; I'll be back. Try and sleep." Leaving a kiss on my forehead, I wrapped myself up in the blanket and waited, knowing I would not be going to sleep until he returned.

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