Her Forever

Gwen’s POV

“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 destruction, not of life, so why would I be able to give life even if it was in my mates’ womb?”

“Hades,” I whispered as I straddled his lap. Blaze jumped off and hid in the closet while Cerebrus 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 alright 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 alright,” I said softly as I touched his face with my hand. “We can have tons of fur babies like Cerebrus 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 large sigh, and his hand came up to cradle my face.

“Gwen, 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 k**s 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. G****s 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 m**n 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 to my shirt and kissed my breasts. Letting out small pants as my hands trailed through his hair. The small nips on my n*****s 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 h**s as he continued sucking on my body, leaving marks in its wake.

A warm hand parted my thighs as my breath hitched. It burned and ached at 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 h**s 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 k****s on my breast were now on my lips. My pants became calmer as I gazed into his eyes. They were pitch black full of l**t.

His finger still lingered on my clit but started slipping lower into me, going farther into my hole. His finger felt unbearing 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. Yesh, 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 k**s on my forehead, I wrapped myself up in the blanket and waited. Knowing I would not be going to sleep until he returned.

…

Waking up the following day, I kept hearing mumbling. It was growing louder and was starting to wake me up. I tried concentrating on the sound, but it was hard to make out until it came in loud and clear.

Parisa!

I stuck my finger in my ear to shake it while Hades was lying next to me. He had no shirt on, and I was too nervous to check underneath. Too caught up looking at Hades’ body, I forgot about all the mumbling.

The sheets were so low I could see the perfect V-line. My heart skipped a beat as I felt warm arms wrap around my waist. His abs flexed, only making me giddy.

“You know, it isn’t polite to stare.” Covering my face with my hands, I made a little squeal until he threw me back on the bed. His face went into my neck, and he planted warm, wet k****s. A little bite almost had me mewling. “Let’s get you fed; I don’t need you getting weak on me again.” Hades climbed over me and got out of the bed. IN THE NUDE.

His glorious butt was on display, and I just got an eyeful! My virgin eyes!

I gasped loudly and picked up the pillow, and shoved my face in it. “You can’t do that!” I yelled into it while I heard him laughing. Hades tried to come take the pillow, but I shook my head along with it. “Pants, pants!” I mumbled, and his laughter got louder.

“You will see it sooner or later,” he chided as I heard him walk into the bathroom. With a click of the door, I jumped out of bed and got dressed quickly, making sure to put on a set of good underwear and pants. I can’t make it so easy for him, I giggled as I forced a pair of skinny jeans on.

Putting on a pair of sandals and a mint-green shirt, I see Blaze sleeping in the laundry basket with his tail smoking where his flame should be. That’s going to make everything stink! “Blaze!” I sang, trying to wake him up, but he wouldn’t budge. Picking him up, I cradled him to my chest until he started to stir. “Did you sleep well, my little flame?” I cooed as his eyes lit up.

Hopping on my shoulder, Blaze got comfortable and curled up in my neck. I left the closet, and Hades was standing in his black boxer briefs heading straight towards me after leaving the bathroom. I stopped and stared a bit too long, and his deep chuckle reverberated between my thighs. “I’m going to go brush my teeth!” I squeaked as I ran to the bathroom to shut the door. His laugh could be heard in the bathroom, and it made me smile that much more. Hades could be such a wonderfully happy person, and I was excited to see more of him as we grew closer.

Brushing my teeth, I felt a cramp coming from my stomach; it had me double over for a moment. I grunted as the pain subsided and continued to brush. Blaze poked my cheek with his little paw to question me. “I’m just hungry fella, I’m used to eating bigger meals now.”

Cleaning up, I head back out of the bathroom for a waiting Hades to escort me to the dining room.

As we began eating, Hades started talking business with Ares and Vulcan; since Hades hasn’t been tending to his duties, he had to appoint several demons to do some of his jobs. Two were taking his place, one that would handle Tartarus and the other will be at the Fields. I couldn’t imagine working in Tartarus, but Hades said it wasn’t where he needed to go often unless to blow off steam or punish someone who hurt me. My eyes grew wide, and he grabbed my hand to k**s it.

“No one will ever touch what is mine, may it be before me or right now, never.” I hid the blush by turning away, but he grabbed my waist to have me turn and k**s him. “Stop, people are staring!” Several male demons looked on with amusement until Hades sent off a glare that could set them ablaze.

He continued talking in some sort of code; let’s face it, I’m not stupid. Something was going on in some Celestial kingdom, and people were missing. I didn’t know who or why but I’m sure I could figure it out when I give him an excellent pouty l*p later.

Picking up my fork to shove another mouthful of eggs in my mouth, I felt the awful cramp again. It singed my insides as I started to rub my stomach feverishly. Trying to be discreet, I put the eggs in my mouth and concentrated on the intricate pattern on the plate. A male demon walked up to fill my glass with more orange juice and stopped abruptly and didn’t move. I looked at him, knowing this might be a mistake because Hades does not like demons looking at me. I braced for him to burst into flames.

Hades, however, was still talking, but the demon’s eyes met mine. Fire blazed in them as he dropped the glass pitcher to the floor. I stood up to back away, bumping into Hades. “What’s the meaning of this?” Hades barked at the demon.

“M-my Lord!” He bowed, but sweat beading between his horns. He took a knee and placed his head on the floor.

“Spit it out!” Hades snapped again as I put my hand on his shoulder.

“I smell fresh b***d, My Lord.” Hades head whipped to me and started lifting my shirt for signs of damage.

“Stop!” I yelled, frustrated, but my stomach began to hurt again. Hades was becoming furious as he flung his chair back with a loud crash to the ground.

“You are bleeding!” he spoke, concerned as I shook my head.

“N-no,” I faltered. “I didn’t’ cut myself.” Hades continued to look at my hands and arms when the worst thing possible popped into my head.

“Oh, dear,” I whispered as I bolted from the room. Hades was yelling for me to come back, and dishes were breaking on the floor. I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole table was broken right now. All I could think about was getting out of there and hide in the nearest bathroom.

Hades POV

“Gwen! Come back!” I yelled a bit too harshly. I took our plates and threw them on the floor. f**k, seeing her back running away from me hit me like an arrow to the heart. Why the hell is she running? I gripped the table and threw one more pitcher of apple juice on the floor, something that was Gwen’s favorite but f**k she isn’t here to drink it!

Ares had his hands back away from the table, mouth agape with a large amount of food. The god acts like he is a damn barbarian. He should be off parading around some war than keep his sorry as here. Vulcan had his elbow propping up his head while snickering.

“Care to enlighten?” Vulcan sat up and pushed his chair away from the table.

“Sure! But you aren’t gonna like it.” Vulcan walked out of the room and grabbed the first aid kit in the kitchen he had installed for Gwen. I would have never thought of it if it weren’t for him. “You are going to need this,” he pushed it to my chest.

“The f**k is wrong with her, you prick?” I growled.

“Something all human women do, they menstruate.” I lifted my eyebrow and looked at the contents of the first aid kit.

“Why would she be embarrassed about that?” I asked softly as I picked up some of the items in the kit.

“It’s probably her first one. If you don’t have enough fat or meat on your bones, a women’s body wouldn’t be able to support a child anyway. Gwen has been skinny for so long, and now that she is getting her figure and being healthy, her body decided to ‘woman up.'” I rubbed my hand through my hair and grunted. I should go torture John Oliver some more.

Stupid fucker.

“You don’t think I have to explain…” I waved my hand around the items in the box while Vulcan shook his head.

“She grew up around a bunch of women; I’m sure she picked up on it or was explained to her. She isn’t dumb, Hades. She is just embarrassed.” Vulcan went back to his seat while Ares was dry-heaving, listening to our conversation.

“That’s so gross!” He wined. “I can’t even look at my bloody steak right now!” Vulcan slapped him upside the head giving him a few choice words. “It’s normal, nimrod. Now you get to go do a chocolate and ice cream run after breakfast.” Ares whined again, but Vulcan gave him a dirty look.

I closed the box, waved for a few demons to pick up the mess, and then ordered them to leave the palace. Demons have a high sense of smell, and most of my demons crave b***d because it usually leads to death. It’s like a damn homing beacon for sharks. Once the demons leave, I’ll keep her locked up in the palace with us or maybe take her to Earth for a short vacation.