Her Forever

Parisa’s POV

I could feel Hades’ eyes on me as he entered the shower. How long he had stood outside the glass doors, I wasn’t so sure, but I could smell his campfire smell as soon as he opened the door. I continued washing the soap out of my hair, I was nervous, and I didn’t know how to react. I haven’t necessarily seen Hades completely naked yet.

I’d been blessed not even seeing one of those things. The strip club had strict policies for men not to show anything out in the open. That was what the private rooms were for. Now, I was standing, butt naked, in the shower with the hottest thing on two legs.

Hades’ rough hand trailed my h**s as the palm of his hand hit my stomach. Stepping closer, I felt himself touch my upper back. He was big, and I knew I was going to be in trouble.

“Hades?” I questioned, knowing very well it was him. The tingles couldn’t lie. The hot touches he left on my skin were a fire burning through me until it settled between my thighs.

“Yes?” his velvet voice tickled the shell of my ear. A feat for him to have to bend over and still have his c**k pressed up against me. I was a good bit shorter, but we always fit so well together like a puzzle.

“Am I taking too long?” I whispered as his other hand came up my waist to grab onto my breast. My head immediately leaned back to his rock-hard chest as I breathed heavily in his scent.

“No, just the right amount of time.” My butt immediately rubbed against him, only managing to graze his balls. Even those were huge, the panic I was feeling inside me started to heighten as I only felt Hades’ l**t through our bond and my ability to read emotions.

“Don’t be scared; we aren’t going to bond yet.” My shoulders slumped, maybe not in relief, perhaps disappointment. I wanted to have himself buried inside me; I wanted to feel more connected with our bond, now that I know I could feel everything he feels. Elea was at the back of my head scratching incessantly, begging for me to make a move. She was more like my little cheerleader, rooting me on to do the things I had only thought of doing with Hades.

“I- I just haven’t seen…that,” I stuttered. Hades, who was open-mouth kissing my shoulders, paused, and I felt the grin. His emotion was elated as his hand continued to roam my body.

“You haven’t?” his voice full of mischief. “You are just full of surprises, my little flower,” he chuckled into my ear. I gasped, feeling his fingers trail lower to the apex of my thighs. “Are you scared to see?”

“N-no,” I stuttered, and Elea just laughed in the back of my head.

“Ask him to touch it first,” Elea rooted me on. Taking a large swallow of spit that had gathered in my mouth, I searched for the courage to ask.

“C-can I touch you first, then ook?” Hades’ emotions heightened into excitement as he rubbed his d**k harder on my back.

“Anything for you, flower.” Turning around, only looking up to see Hades’ face, his eyes were dark with a hint of red in his pupils. I should be scared. The demon-like eyes would scare any human. Then again, I wasn’t human, and he was my mate. My mate, mine.

Hades went from my eyes to my breasts as he held one hand behind my back to keep me close and the other on my chest. “Touch it,” he growled, “feel how I want you.” I bit my l*p, the excitement building in m,e. My hand tickled his h*p bone, and Hades’ closed his eyes as the sparks only intensified. Using one hand, I felt his shaft. It was like velvet, slick with the water running down our bodies. His girth was definitely significant, and my small hands couldn’t go around it entirely.

Gasping, he took my other hand to cup his balls. “All for you,” he breathed heavily. I stopped breathing as he placed my hand around the tip. “All for you,” he whispered again. The tip was wet; whether it was from him or the shower, I wasn’t sure. When I used my thumb to rub around the knot, it was definitely slicker.

Hades eyes were still closed as I held him, all of him in just my two hands. Relief, excitement, and l**t flooded through him as I continued to manhandle him. My confidence began to grow as Elea whispered to me to take him into my mouth. Hades had done the same to me. He made me feel things I wanted him to feel. As Hades’ leaned his head back and hit the shower wall, I took this as my chance to look.

It wasn’t as scary as I thought; feeling him, knowing he loved me, gave me the extra push. I pulled out of Hades’ grasp quickly as I got on my knees. “What are you-” Hades stops as he feels me licking the tip of his c**k. “Oh, f**k.”

My tongue licked him a few times like a sucker, and I took him in my mouth as I became comfortable. The saltiness of his fluid made me want more of him, but I put as much as I could in my mouth. I hummed as I reached the back of my throat. I couldn’t take any more. Pulling my head out and back down slowly, Hades g*****d and gripped my hair.

I felt myself getting wetter by the minute. I wanted nothing more for him to touch me there too. “Parisa,” he pulled me off of him and picked me up, and I squeaked. “Did I do something wrong?” I gripped my l*p with my teeth, and he burst out of the shower.

“No, it was right, so right, f**k.” Both completely wet, he put me on the bed while he laid down. “I want you to straddle my face while I eat you, and you can suck me at the same time. Elea howled in my head and almost took control when I hesitated. Hades’ c**k was bobbing in the air, waiting for me to sink my mouth over him. Hades’ sensing my hesitation, pulled me over his lap,

“We don’t have to,” his hand cupped my cheek, but I shook my head. “I want to,” I whispered and turned around. Gripping my h**s harshly, he pushed my core into his mouth. Immediately moaning, I grabbed his c**k and sucked. Both of us were moaning as we pleasured each other. My h**s started to grind his face, and his l**t only thickened the air. His fingers buried deep into my butt cheeks, which stirred my courage. Being bold, I pushed his d**k farther into my mouth only to gag, but I opened my throat the best I could.

My body started to shake as I felt him sucking on my clit. His tongue would flick it intermittently as I squirmed in his hold. Hades’ balls began to retract as I continued to massage them. One last flick to my clit, I fell over while I sucked, and his thick liquid filled my mouth. Hades had swallowed mine, so I swallowed his. There was much more than I thought there would be. Some dribbled out of my mouth, and I went down to lick the remnants as Hades’ licked my inner thighs.

Hades moved my h**s and turned me around as he had me lay on his chest. “Holy Kronos,” he breathed.

“Yeah, what he said,” Elea g*****d in my head. Glad she enjoyed it.

“That was, wow,” glancing up at Hades, he looked like he was on another level of heaven far greater than that of the Celestial Kingdom.

Zeus’ POV

Athena was in the room behind me as I leaned up against the wall. Last night, Hera had asked for Athena and her knowledge to help Parisa. Little did I know that Parisa would have a history far more significant than just some human mate to my brother.

A damn werewolf, I sighed as I ran my hands through my thick beard. Of course, Hades would get a werewolf, a beautiful one, and on top of it, it was his mate. The first of the original twelve gods to be granted such a gift.

Why the hell wasn’t it me? I’ve done nothing but help sustain the gods in proper order. We help those who we can without ruining the fates decisions on human lives. With my help, we created a world full of supernatures so they wouldn’t be hunted by misunderstanding humans. I had done my part and paid my good deeds, and here we have Hades, the god who stole a goddess for a thousand years, get his greedy little hands on a mate.

Tightening my fists, I felt the sparks electrify my skin. I wanted my touch alone to do that to a woman. I wouldn’t need to feel the electricity of my own self. I wanted my mates. Damn it, Hades.

Fine, in all seriousness, Hades did deserve this. He was the firstborn, suffered the most, and only chose the Underworld as his domain because he knew how much I didn’t want it. Hades had shied away from the light, feeling like darkness was his own friend. Then as time goes by, he finds no one to love because he is stuck with death and darkness all around him. When someone does catch his eye, Persephone, he did the most outrageous thing and kidnapped her.

I beg to differ from that story. It was fishy all around. There is more to the report. I think Persephone wanted him to take her because her mother Demeter was an overbearing mother and Hades was the only way out. Once the deal was struck and the seasons were created, Persephone was happy to get away, but her company with Hades was not. Hades doted on her, gave her everything she wanted but only grabbed and asked for more.

When Hades started to ask for the damn relationship, she shunned the idea. It was completely one-sided, and her anger for him grew. Persephone grew tired of being in the Underworld; she wanted to be free. Still, with Demeter’s deal with Hades, she was only allowed to be in the Underworld. I heard her prayers, prayers for me to get her out of the deal, but the deal was solid. The only thing that would break it was Selene’s new promise to have every god meet their matching soul.

Lucky for her, she got out. Nero grabbed her and took her up to the Celestial Heavens, and they reside on a hill not too far away from the palace grounds. Their relationship is different, more so than I thought a mated pair would be.

Hades always grabs Parisa, touches her, holds her, and gives her looks of complete adoration, all to be reciprocated by Parisa. However, Nero doesn’t get the reciprocation that Persephone should give back.

I had enough listening to Athena speak of the wolf and mighty empathy power inside of Parisa. I needed to talk to Hera, we’ve got some problems that needed to be dealt with, and I didn’t want to discuss it with Hades until the time was right.

Being a d**k to Hades wasn’t the smartest thing to do. Who are we kidding here, I should be the god of unfortunate decisions. Hades had given me much, but my jealousy override of his mate put me over. The tension of finding two missing gods was doing me in, no sleeping, no sexcapades, and hardly eating.

“Hera,” I broke the intimate moment that Hades and Parisa were sharing. “I need to speak with you.” Hera looked at the loving couple and back to me and gave the nod to Parisa. Parisa was the tiniest human I had come in contact with, I guess now a werewolf. I never spent the time getting to know any supernatural, but I’d take the time if they were all like her.

“Come with me,” I gently spoke to her. Hera and I have an interesting relationship. She’s the goddess of marriage and relationships, so she took it to heart when we decided to be together as a couple. My cheating didn’t help her, and she stopped coming to our room, now my room. That was several thousand years ago, and now that Selene has promised mates, she is even more reluctant to be in the same room as me.

I was a fool back then. Being the high god and giving orders to others. Gods, deities, and other creatures looked up to me. Women threw themselves at me, and being an i***t, I accepted. I thought I could get away with anything, not in Hera’s eyes. She found me with some light fairy the night she was supposed to be spending with Athena. No words from her once she saw the sight. Hera just bowed and left, never to return.

Hera was the perfect companion and I f****d it up. Hera cared what I thought and did everything to keep our relationship afloat. I turned around and made her look like an i***t. A marriage god that couldn’t keep her partner from wandering astray. That didn’t stop me, though, from embarrassing her further. I continued to bed more women than I could count and sometimes two, three times over. I tried to f**k her out of my system. Never worked, never will.

I wanted her back but have no clue how. My current elven woman that is with me I don’t even sleep with. She was just for appearances, so the gods wouldn’t think anything different. Gods are gossiping pieces of shit.

Michael has captured Hera’s heart. I’d seen the way she looked at him. Part of me was jealous, and a fit of heated anger would run through my veins, seeing them look into each other’s eyes. Michael cared for her as well. He doted on her. Brings her flowers from the Olympian fields and takes her to exotic isles of Earth. I’d watch them make love to each other on the sands of Tahiti. I could be a sick bastard.

Hera used to look at me that way. She used to give me an adoring look she gives Michael, but no more.

“What do we need to discuss?” She spoke, breaking my thoughts.

“Yes, about Nero. He is indeed missing, along with Persephone. They are not in their home, and their belongings along with them,” I pulled my hands behind my back as we continued walking. Several angels bowed as we walked to my office.

“What do you make of it?”

“Hades’ helm is missing. Niko spoke to me a while ago. Hades currently thinks I am a prime suspect and has not divulged any information to me. Niko has been helpful. He says he cares for Parisa and believes she is in great danger being separated from Hades again.”

“Should we be wary of Niko?” Hera opened the door to my office, and we both walked in. Closing the door, Hera sat on the sofa next to me with her hands folded in her lap. “I do not know. He has been loyal to Hades, so Niko coming to me to give information willingly is a concern. We will have to pay close attention to him.”

“Hades created him. He should be able to sift through Niko’s thoughts and desires,” Hera argued.

“Niko is different than other demons. You’ve noticed when he isn’t in human form. Hades has given him more agency, but why he hasn’t confronted Niko, I’m not sure.”

“Parisa must have said or done something. Parisa is a soft-spoken person, and she may see him as a friend.” I hummed at the idea.

“Either way, he needs to be looked over. He could play a part in all of this. I don’t see Nero being the one pulling all the strings here. He may be one of my more cunning angels, but he isn’t the strongest. Do you think Michael could get closer to him?” It was a selfish thing to ask for, but I have to. Michael was strong, and he wasn’t entirely made of bricks. Quick thinking isn’t his strong suit either, but his tactfulness may help.

“I suppose,” Hera fiddled with her tassels.

“Hera,” I whispered. “I am truly sorry how I treated you.” Hera looked away at the window, watching the angels on the field talking and sparing.

“You hurt me, Zeus, but I will always do my duty. I will help you rule here as long as you don’t find your mate. Once you find her, you will make her your queen, and I will move away until I find mine.” Hera’s voice was soft, no longer complex that she had been to me all these years.

“I know I wronged you, but I do hope you will become my mate,” Hera’s eyes darted to me as she scooted down the sofa.

“You don’t mean that.” I sat closer to her.

“I do, Hera. No other woman can hold a candle to you.” Hera’s breath hitched.

“Don’t say such things. You will have your mate, and I will have mine. We would never work, Zeus. You’ve hurt me too badly.” Hera stood up from the couch and darted to the door. I was quicker and slammed it shut before she could leave. “Let me go.”

“No, I want you to know how sorry I am.” Letting go of the door and falling to my knees, I grabbed her hands and kissed them. My cheek held her hand, and I whispered into them. “I was a fool for losing you. Pushing you away and letting the power of being a Celestial King get to my head. Getting away with such impurities was wrong. Please, Hera, will you please forgive me one day.” Hera’s eyes pooled little stars as she took her hand away.

“I forgive you, but that doesn’t mean I want you as a mate if it came down to it.” She turned and walked out of the office, slamming the door in my face.