Her Forever

I was angry.

More than angry, I was furious.

I wanted nothing more than to destroy every living thing in this pack. Still, it would only bring unhappiness to Parisa, my mate. I kept it in; I reined in all my fury for her. Her family was tolerable; they were happy to see her; who wouldn’t be? She was a delicate flower, my flower that I didn’t want to share and only hide her in my darkness where only she would shine for me.

But that is selfish; I was selfish.

After finishing a chess game with Michael, her brother, who was now on my “don’t f**k up again,” list Jack pulled me to the side while the others went to refill their glasses. I shouldn’t be a damn hypocrite about Michael messing up. It was a terrible domino effect that affected my mate. Every decision everyone else made, made her suffer. It all angered me to no end. I wanted to curse the fates.

“Listen, Hades. We found out some crucial information about the fairy that Michael told us about. We didn’t mention it earlier since Parisa didn’t look to be in the mood to listen.” Parisa had been squirming in my lap the entire time we had visited with her extended family. There was an itch she wanted to scratch, and I didn’t know what it was. She didn’t want to talk about Michael’s poor decision of not telling his parents of the woodland fairy. She tried to move on, and her parents gladly did so when her nose scrunched up in disgust as Michael showed his guilt yet again. She was doing it for his sake, but the conversation wasn’t nearly over, just over for her.

“We know who the fairy is,” I narrowed my eyes as I pulled Jack by his collar closer to me. “And you are just now telling me? You should have said something sooner.” Jack gulped, trying to pull my hands away, but I was a ticking time bomb. Parisa and I were recently mated, and now I had to deal with her family. I was used to being alone. Even while alone in a cabin with Parisa for a few fantastic days, I wanted more. In fact, I needed her now. Letting go of Jack, he rubbed his neck.

“I’m sorry, Hades. Parisa looked overwhelmed, and I’m looking out for my daughter,” Jack growled. “She’s been through enough, and if she didn’t want to talk about it right then, I wasn’t going to.” I nodded my head.

“Your right,” I mumbled. Jack stood back with his eyes furrowed.

“Parisa has been through a lot. We will discuss it tomorrow. Just give me the name,” I prodded. Jack sighed and ran his hand through his messy hair.

“Demeter.” My eyes whipped to Jack’s, I looked him up and down to see if he was lying, but he only shook his head. “Vulcan confirmed it.” The black smoke started to flow through me, the fire in my eyes reflected back into Jack’s.

That snake of a woman. She chose a fairy form as not to alert me of her presence. The ward protected the pack, it kept the lesser supernaturals out, but it did not keep out gods. Regardless, I would still know what god would trespass. The swam goddess changed to a fairy, and her composition to breach the border and have some weak child let her in. I’m going to kill her.

“Anyone want some cheesecake?” Rosalie walked in with a large platter of various flavors while she looked around. “Where is Parisa?”

The smoke stopped flowing from me as I turned to look at Rosalie. My eyes still glowed red as Parisa’s family shook in fear.

“Where. Is. She?” I growled out. My breath began to heave as I closed my eyes to find her. She wasn’t far, near the woods; I felt her through the bond. In a flash, I had transported myself to her side. She had been searching in the treehouse.

That damn Sphere, I sighed as I pulled my platinum hair. It was going to be the death of me. Even during her heat, she would bring it up. I didn’t give a damn about it right now. All my thoughts and cravings were her and her alone. We would find it in time. I knew we would.

When she spoke to her wolf about proving herself, I wanted to show her that I was all she needed. Not one claw did I want her to lift to protect herself. She suffered enough, and I wanted to be her everything; I wanted to make those who try and take her away from me pay, just like Nero, Persephone, and Demeter.

As the party continued on, Parisa continued talking about mates and some glow she saw. I had no doubt she was seeing something, but I saw nothing. Nothing but serving demons now dancing amongst the party. I should command them to get back to what they were meant for, but Parisa was too engrossed in how both wolves and demons intermingled with each other.

That damn glow. Could Parisa see a mate bond, a thread of something that should be there? Her empath abilities could help her see if the emotion is strong enough.

But hell, I didn’t care about that.

Parisa’s mind wandered again as she pulled me through the crowds. I was happy she was at least pulling me through the crowd and not leaving me. Jealousy swelled in my chest as I saw Lyle. He was constantly staring at Parisa, whether she knew or not, but it was enough to make my b***d boil. On top of others seeking her attention, I had enough.

Asking her to dance, pulling her close to me had only sated some of my possessiveness over her. Her heat against my upper thigh had pulled me into a trance. I wanted nothing more than to sink myself into her cavern. To taste her, to make her feel like she was in the high heavens all over again.

Then her thoughts came to me; they were there so loud it made me want to chuckle. Parisa really did not have any control over her mind-linking; it was almost adorable. Once dirty thoughts entered her mind, my c**k twitched, already painfully hard, as I felt the swell of her breasts brush against my body.

How mad would she be if I did her right here, in front of the massive fire around her family and friends? To let them know that a god had her, that she would always be mine and I would never allow her to go? My grip on her waist tightened as I bent lower, deliberately rubbing my c**k against her core. With the rhythm of the music, no one would have seen this as obscene.

Blackness evaded her eyes as I felt her l**t through our bond. No more playing, no more sharing, for right now, I wanted nothing but her. The smoke gathered around us as I placed my lips on hers. Her lips parted, letting me taste the sweet taste of the strawberries she had just eaten. Her strawberry blonde hair swirled around us as I saw several onlookers peering on in fright.

I willed us to a small clearing in the forest, a queen-sized mattress with blankets, pillows, and nothing but the stars to watch what wicked things I would do to her. Creating a ward, so no man, wolf, or demon could see us, I continued to k**s her as I backed her up to a nearby tree. The bark was smooth, nothing that would catch her clothes, not that it would matter because I would rip them to pieces anyway.

“Hades,” she m****d as my open-mouth k****s went down her neck. My gods’ mark, the scepter, glowed as I licked between her breasts. Her n*****s pebbled underneath her white laced bra. I g*****d, appreciating her reaction to my touch. This would never get old; this would always be the high I was seeking.

Wrapping my hand around her neck, I gave it a slight squeeze while her breasts curved out, begging for me to take them in my mouth. Pulling her right leg up to my thigh and digging my e******n into her p***y I growled. “You will not go looking for trouble, will you, Parisa?” She squirmed as my c**k rubbed her clit between our clothes. “I will always look after you; I will kill whoever dare touches what is mine.”

Parisa’s breath hitched as I pushed her hands above her head and locked both wrists in place. My mouth ripped her lace bra down as I captured her n****e. “Mine,” I mumbled. “Not any male or female; you are mine just as I am yours.”

Thoughts of wolves staring at her, staring at what was given to me by Selene made my b***d curdle in my veins. Lyle was one of them, the way he slinked his eyes over her body as Parisa talked with her friends. She didn’t see it, but I did. The l*p licking, the adjustment of his pants that he made, infuriated me, and I could do nothing.

Because a pack is a family.

I bit down on Parisa’s n****e, and she let out a sweet cry of pleasure and pain. Letting her hands go, I swept her to the mattress. We both landed with blankets and pillows falling off to the ground. My shirt was willed off before she could touch me as I pulled down her jeans. Her p***y was glistening with the dew of a morning flower. Its sweetness was begging for me to lick its petals as I rubbed my nose in her pollen exotic pollen.

Taking a large breath and parting her thighs to where I could see every part of her, Parisa unbuttoned her blouse as the night hair pranced across her breasts. Licking her honeysuckle, I flicked her nub as her hands came to my hair. Pulsing my face further into her cavern. I slapped her thigh that caused her to whimper.

“Don’t make me tie you up,” I rumbled through my chest. “What if I wanted you to?” Her voice was breathy as I smelled more of her scent invade my nose. Her essence glistened on my face as my eyes met hers.

“f**k, Parisa,” I growled as I willed ropes to her wrists, planted firmly above her head. My c**k strained again through my pants as my face dove back down to her p***y. Her h**s continued to rock as she broke through her pleasure. Her scream would have driven out every forest animal in the area if there had not been a ward over us.

Licking her thighs clean, her breaths began to slow. Once finished, Parisa kept the ropes on her wrists and pinned me to the bed in one swift motion. She captured my own wrists with her hands still roped together as she sat on my c**k. The jolt of pleasure was felt between my toes as she began to rock me slowly. Her h**s played a dance as she ground herself into me. Parisa was listening to the beat of her own music as she rounded my c**k with her h**s. The sweet torture was killing me as she let go of my wrists and began to play with her breasts. The rope scraped her breasts, leaving tiny scratches on her skin.

“Sensational,” I whispered as I tried to guide my hand to touch her glorious globes. Slapping my hands, she giggled. “No touching.” I g*****d as I palmed her a*s, moving her slightly faster. Her body began to quicken and slow down, teasing the life out of me. Breasts were bouncing as I tried to keep my hands off them.

“Enough,” I growled. As I flipped Parisa over with my c**k still buried inside her. I would explode any minute, and I didn’t want any of my essence to be spilled from her body. My muscles in my back tightened as Parisa’s legs pulled me impossibly closer. My d**k disappeared and reappeared only slightly as she pulled me back in.

A roar left my throat; I felt my fangs itch, a feeling I had never felt before. My body wanted me to bite her, but I was not a werewolf. It wasn’t something gods do. Sensing my turmoil, Parisa pulled on my neck. “Bite me,” without a second thought, my teeth bit into her tender flesh as we both spasmed.

Claws extended from my fingers without warning; I felt the hair stand up on my neck as I felt the meat of my mate in my jaws.

“Ohhh,” Parisa m****d as her legs dropped beside my h**s. My d**k throbbed a few times before spreading more of my seed into her.

“Did I hurt you?” I panted. Parisa’s eyes were half hooded as she looked up to me.

“Just the opposite,” she giggled as she pushed back some of the hair on my forehead. “That was something else. I didn’t know s*x could be this satisfying.”

“Only with me,” purred in my throat.

“Did you just purr?” Parisa smiled as she caressed my chest. I tried to make the sound again, but it never showed.

“Must be involuntary; I can’t do it again.” Parisa sighed as I pulled out and lay next to her.

“It was sexy. If you can figure out to do it again, I won’t mind.” Parisa’s body cuddled up to mine. I felt the c*m leaking from her body as she did so. The only thing that would make it more satisfying is that my seed would take root to give her our child.

“Hades, your thoughts are loud too,” Parisa’s finger tickled my chest as my breathing slowed. “We can work on it together. Please stop thinking about children. We have Blaze and Cebrus to look after. If we want, we can adopt. I love you, and I will never want anything more than you.” I leaned over to k**s her forehead tenderly. Only she knew of the right things to say. Only she could make me feel like a true king to a world that was full of darkness. Only Parisa could be my light to my world.

“I just want you happy. Just don’t defy me and look for trouble.” Parisa gasped as she held her hand to her chest.

“Me! Never!” Mockingly, she hit me on the chest as we both laughed, staring at the stars.

It was a crisp night, not a cloud in the sky. If one went to the highest mountain in the area, one could see for hundreds of miles. The one thing that would make this night better would be the light sprites that Bergrian has. They look like little lights that hang around the forest to light the way for small woodland creatures.

I would take her there, have a long vacation with just me and her. Parisa snuggled up next to me as she hummed in contentment. As we were about to fall asleep, she jolted awake and g*****d.

“Mom wants us to come back,” she slapped her hand down her face. “People are looking for us,” I growled out again as Parisa laughed again.

“Sorry, I’ve been gone a while. They just miss me and are curious about you. Most of them are afraid-“

“They should be afraid, terrified, and leave me the f**k alone.”

“Hades!” she squealed. “Just be nice to my parents, alright? That’s all I ask.” My face got red as I nodded.

“You have been nice, haven’t you?” I nodded my head again as I got up to will us some new clothes.

“You are lying! I can feel it! And the guilt! What did you do?”

“Nothing! I did nothing.” I willed Parisa a beautiful blue dress with a matching cardigan, but that didn’t deter the questioning.

“I might have grabbed your dad by the collar to question him about a few things.” Parisa rolled her eyes while I stood back. I hadn’t seen Parisa mad before, and she was as terrifying as me. Her cheeks reddened, and I swear I saw steam seep into the ground.

“You will apologize!” She snapped.

“I already did!” I pleaded. Parisa sat back a moment to contemplate my words.

“Aw, I’m proud of you!” She cooed as she twirled in her dress. “Thank you for the dress!”

Kronos, what the hell was that?