Her Forever

Hades POV

I pulled Parisa’s body close to mine as I lifted her off the ground. The surrounding area was covered in wolves, more than had run with her on her initial run. Wolves were turning into men with a sickening reaction to Parisa’s smell. Snarling, I covered her body with my cloak from the sick bastards. I was not a wolf, but I could smell the desire and heat from her body when Michael came running back to us.

How could such a short amount of time from shifting to going into heat could there be?! Parisa’s body was trying to catch up on all the milestones she had missed in her adolescence, and it hit like a freight train. It made me wonder if all the barriers had been pulled down once she shifted.

Parisa g*****d as I tucked her body into my cloak tightly. Not one piece of her skin did I want to be exposed to the air. The shirt that had kept her covered during the first few hours of her shift had been ruined. Holes from her claws and teeth had ripped it straight through. I settled for my black robes after she took off, feeling more comfortable.

My mind still was not at ease as she left me standing in the clearing with those who could not shift. Several pregnant women and a few children were scattered about, making themselves occupied while their parents ran. I did nothing but pace and left my own trenches in the damp soil as I heard her howl through the setting sun.

After three hours of her bones breaking, she still had the energy to go for a run. I hoped she had energy for something else later. I bit my bottom l*p hard, thinking I could have her tonight.

The minutes passed by, and an hour had approached of no return. I was filled with worry; my fingers anxiously twitched, waiting for Parisa. Could she not feel my nervousness? She had been gone too long, and I wanted to be by her side. I found myself in a dead sprint until I reached the woods and heard several women snicker and coo while I waited. “He’s so smitten,” one heavily pregnant woman spoke. “Who knew the god everyone was so afraid of would be so deeply in love?” Red rose to my cheeks as I tried to hide my face.

The bond had been stretched thin far too long. While the only way to calm my lustful side was to be fully bonded to her, I had to be patient. I didn’t wait any longer, but I wasn’t sure if Parisa felt the same. The last thing I wanted to do was force her into something she wasn’t ready for, despite the many pleas from her wolf. With the Sphere of Souls still missing, I wondered if our bond would be fully completed once we became one in body and soul. Only one way to find out.

“You need to leave now!” Rosalie spoke harshly; luckily for her, I didn’t mind her talking that way because she only thought of her daughter’s safety. Parisa’s body was drenched in sweat as I put my lips to her forehead and willed us to the trail that Rosalie had spoken of. I had never been to the cabin, so I couldn’t will myself to it if I was uncertain of the specific location.

Several howls came from the distance as I ran down the heavily wooded trail. Parisa clutched my shirt as the small dark cabin came into view. Stopping before the steps, I waved my hand to create a ward; no one would be able to cross, and no one would sense her here unless she was seen. With luck not on our side, several wolves stopped abruptly as they tried to pass but were immediately halted by the burn the ward. If they crossed, they would disintegrate in an instant.

Anger burned through me as I watched them pace around the entire cabin. What kind of idiots do they think they are? I’m a f*****g god, and they dare believe there would be an opening anywhere?

“Hades?” Parisa whimpered. “I don’t think they can help it; mama is telling me dad is sending in the mated males to pull them away and guard us. Please don’t hurt them. Their wolves can’t be controlled right now.” A growl left my throat. I wanted nothing more than to watch them instantly combust. However, this was her family, her pack; I couldn’t do anything but heed to her wishes.

Destroying was all I knew what to do, and right now, I wanted nothing more than to watch the life leave their eyes for staring at what was mine. My beautiful sweet Parisa. Parisa was bare from the waist down, and her shirt could only cover so much.

“If they somehow cross the ward, I can’t promise anything,” I whispered as I kicked in the cabin door. With my other foot, it slammed shut, causing the small pictures and tickets on tables to rattle.

It was a small cabin, like a studio apartment. A small kitchenette was in the corner with baskets of fruit, pastries, and drinks. My only concern was the bed; Parisa’s spasms and jerks had only increased as I took long strides and laid her down. Her shirt and ridden up past her thighs, and her p***y had already leaked her essence on her thighs.

“f**k,” I whispered as I tore the cloak from me. My pants were painfully tight as her hooded eyes dared look into mine.

“Take it off,” she m****d as I ripped her shirt down the middle. Her breasts spilled out before me as my mouth attacked her pebbled n*****s. Her hands went through my hair. “Bite harder,” she whispered as her legs wrapped around my torso. A gust of wind blew by, and I engulfed her scent. f**k, how could I have ever thought having a mate was revolting. This was sweeter than any heaven I could have dreamed.

Kissing down her stomach, I came to her perfectly shaved p***y. Her pink and puffy lips beckoned me as my tongue stretched her hole. My hands held her h**s as she tried to move. Growling into her, she spasmed, and I felt the inner walls of her slick tighten. A m**n left her mouth as chills ran down her legs.

Resting wasn’t an option; I would have her now and give her the most pleasure she could handle. I need her core soaked to take my c**k large c**k.

Bitting her n*****s, her h**s ground into my e******n. Her p***y was so close to me my heavy balls pulled against her to feel her heat. My pants holding me back, I willed them off in an instant as her warmth touched my most intimate places. Her wetness soaked me as I felt my skin jump with sparks. “Please,” she g*****d while I attacked her pouty lips. My c**k rubbed her entrance once more, only for her to growl.

“Don’t play with me,” Parisa’s eyes flashed their mint green color as I lined up to thrust into her. My legs were firmly planted on the floor; her a*s was cupped in my hands as the tip slowly entered her. She was unbelievably tight as I inched forward; Parisa’s mewls and cries for me to hurry made me growl as I finally pushed into her. A cry left her as her breast heaved forward while her back arched, causing me to slip deeper into her core. My hands landed on her lower back as I left my c**k all the way to the hilt while my face buried into her breasts.

“I’m sorry, I got carried away,” I let out a heavy breath as her hands knotted in my hair. Keeping still so her body would adjust to my size, Parisa moved her h**s. “Move,” her throaty voice caressed me. I slipped out only to admire her c*m around my c**k. Something about seeing my d**k disappear gave me more power than I could ever imagine. I was the only male that would enter this woman.

Thrusting back in her tightened cavern held onto me like I was retreating and not coming back. Rocking in and out of her, I felt my own soul dislodge from my being; it was beyond my control as I felt it detach from me. Hoving over my body, I watched as my physical self roll her into the bed.

Parisa’s soul came up to meet me as her hands cupped my face, her hair floating beside her plump cheeks. We kissed with wild abandon. Using our tongues to feel every crevice in each other’s mouths. No one could have prepared me for such a feeling, our bodies becoming one while our souls danced above. The ghost of ourselves had hands on each other bodies as my chest melted into hers. Parisa’s head was thrown back as the burn from my chest latched onto her own heart. We were not one in body but as spirit as well. Heat covered us as our hearts burned together, leaving a burned tattoo in the middle of her chest.

My symbol was the cross with the upturned moon and a bright red jewel in the middle, and it was now forever touching her skin. I kissed her chest as her eyes began to flutter back open.

“Now mark me,” I heaved as her fangs protruded from her mouth. Parisa bit into my shoulder while my soul shattered. Below us, our physical bodies mimicked our souls as we both seized in pleasure. I had no control of what was happening to us, but we both laid gently back into bodies once Parisa’s fangs dislodged from my shoulder. Both of us were sweating, still feeling the aftershocks of our o*****s. Lifting my hand, I realized we had both come back to our physical selves and had control of our bodies.

“What was that?” Parisa’s eyes were still closed, but her hands never left my face. Bits of my b***d still lay on her lips as I kissed her clean.

“That was a soul-bonding; it only happens with gods,” I pushed a few locks from Parisa’s forehead as her eyes fluttered open. “We are the first to experience it; I wasn’t sure what was going to happen.” I felt my c**k twitch inside her; I didn’t want to leave her body just yet. “Are you alright?”

“Yes,” she croaked. “I feel different,” my mark began to glow on her chest as she held onto my biceps tightly. Supernaturals mated to different species tend to take on each other’s traits; I wonder if she would be more like me? Cast protection wards or even play with fire in her hands?

“Rest, sleep while you can. I’m here,” I rubbed my nose along Parisa’s neck as she buried her face into my chest. If Parisa was changing, she needed to sleep. Hell, I didn’t know how she was still going. Finding your parents, shifting, going into heat, and being bonded was far more than I could have ever handled myself in one day. My mate was a strong one and would be a fierce queen once we could go to go home.

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Parisa’s POV

I stirred, feeling delightfully sore. My face was buried into the pillow, and the smell of smores let me know that my mate was near. Turning over, I felt my body begin to heat up again. The second wave was near, and I knew I couldn’t go long without becoming a horny mess.

It wasn’t just my body that felt sore, but something inside me. I ached pleasantly. A slight hum came from my extremities and intensified around my heart.

Elea had walked me through what a werewolf has to do when it comes to being bonded to your mate. A simple bite on the shoulder that marks your mate for all the world to see. My soul leaving my body wasn’t something I was prepared for, but I wasn’t scared when it happened. Hades’ soul beckoned mine as I had left my physical self on the bed. It was certainly an experience I would compare to if someone was dying and looking over the world before they departed to a better place. This, though, was just heaven mere inches from my physical body.

Instead of feeling pleasure between my legs, I felt it in my heart. Waves and waves of love, passion, deep feeling of gratefulness, and understanding had flooded me. It gave all the same result, which was a mind-blowing o****m. Once our hearts collided together, we were more than just one person in the physical sense but also in soul. Our hearts were beating as one now. I no longer felt out of rhythm with Hades.

I wondered if we could do that again and not just during the bonding?

Hades was standing in the small kitchen nook. A single burner, a small fridge, and a microwave took up just the corner of the sizeable one-room cabin. Hades was wearing black joggers; his strong back muscles tantalizingly moved under his skin. He was exceedingly handsome, and I was lucky enough to have him as a mate.

King of the Underworld, I shook my head. I never would have thought this at a young age that my fascination with Hades would end up getting me here in his bed. I threw the covers off my body and felt the tingle in my chest as I touched between my breasts. Hade’s mark looked burned into my skin, but no pain came from it, only tiny sparks of pleasure.

“Oh s**t,” Hades dropped a cut-up orange and bent down to pick it up. “You need to be careful touching that. I think I just about cummed in my pants.” I snorted and pulled the sheet back up.

“Nothing I hadn’t seen before,” Hades eyes darkened as his dark form stalked me across the room. “It’s starting again, isn’t it?” My breasts felt heavier under his gaze as he went to pull down the sheet.

“Let me take care of you then,” Hades threw the sheet off the bed, I was completely bare, but the heat of my body kept me warm enough. His mouth entangled in mine as he dropped the tray full of fruit he had cut on the floor. So much for a snack.

His hands trailed to my a*s as he squeezed one cheek tightly, my claws extended to scratch his back. Hades’ blonde hair stood up on his arms as a trickle of b***d dripped down between the strands. His k**s stopped as he nipped my l*p one more time.

“Ride me,” he commanded as he flipped us over. Hades put his back to the padded headboard and lined my p***y up with his c**k. The heat pulsed through me as I felt the heat engulf my body. My p***y automatically dripped while Hades took a large breath. Rolling his eyes back gently sat me on his c**k while he hissed.

Feeling scratching in the back of my head, Elea was throwing a temper tantrum to take control. “Lemmie out, this is mine,” I felt her surge forward. My eyes glowed a beautiful mint color in Hades’ eyes.

“Mate,” Elea purred as she remained on Hades’ c**k. Hissing, Hades grabbed my h**s and began to drag us up and down. Elea’s arms wrapped around Hades’ neck, and my breasts were pushed up in his face. Humming in excitement, Elea jostled up and down, riding Hades until the bed was squeaking uncontrollably. Hickes and love bites littered my breasts as Hades met thrust for thrust.

“Damnit,” Hades growled as his thumb went straight for my clit. Rubbing it while bouncing recklessly, I quickly met my high, and I swore I pissed myself. c*m slid down his c**k and onto the sheets while my head was thrown back. Keeping his d**k in, he pushed me back on the mattress and pounded into me. Elea slung our legs around Hades’ neck as he lifted our a*s up and pile drove into my body.

“Mine,” Hades f****d me as my heat intensified.

“Yours,” Elea growled. “Make me never forget,” Hades smirked as he flipped us over and got us on all fours. Who knew there were so many positions?!

Without warning, Hades c**k tickled my p***y while he spread my a*s cheeks apart. I popped my head up as Elea shifted back into my mind. “Relax, I just wanted to see.” Relaxing, he sped up again as I felt his balls contract against my thigh. Gripping the sheets, I held m****d.

“Come now, flower,” Hades grunted as I felt ropes of his seed run through me. There was so much, I felt liquid dripping down my leg as we both continued to breathe hard. His torso lined up with my back as he spooned me, pulling me in closer as we fell to our sides.

After a few minutes, his d**k still inside me, he pepper k****s on my neck. The coolness of his touch relaxed me as I held onto his arm next to my breast.

“I’m sorry it wasn’t more romantic. Your heat threw me off; I promise to give you a romantic getaway,” Hades’ minty breath tickled my ear.

“This was perfect; I wouldn’t change it,” my chest let out a continuous purr as Hades pulled up the sheets.

“I’ll make sure you have the most beautiful mating ceremony for your people. I want to brag of what a wonderful, beautiful, and intelligent mate and let them know that you are all mine,” he hummed.

“Anything for you, my King of the Underworld,” I smiled contently.

“And I love you, the queen of my heart.”