Her Forever

Parisa’s POV

Slamming the door to my old room, I fell on the bed with a large “umph.” Mama harassed me all the way home. Saying I needed to be more sensitive to Hades, that he was a god on top of that dealing with his new wolf. Sure, that was true but think of all the crap I have been through. I went from knowing nothing about myself to knowing everything, being mated to the god of the Underworld. I gritted my teeth again and slammed my hand on the fluffy comforter. Screaming into the silky sheets, I pulled my hair.

Who was I kidding? I already missed him, and the disappointment and guilt in his feelings didn’t help me walk away. Pushing off the bed, I hear a roar and Keith yelling a mass mind-link for everyone to get out of the forest. Running to the window, my hands land on either side of the windowpane. Fire erupted around the forest; heat could be felt right up to the glass.

“Immature dummy,” I whispered until Mama pushed the door open.

“You get down there and tell him to stop; your ancestors spent a lot of time putting that forest together! Now, look at it!” Mama was almost in sobs, but I didn’t want to relent just yet. Several gods walked to Hades from behind, keeping their distance but trying to soothe the fiery attitude.

“He has to learn, Mama. He needs to know he can’t get jealous all the time, not when I’m pairing other people to help Selene.” Dad comes up to Mama and whispers in her ear.

“If you are that worried, I’m sure Persephone will rebuild the forest,” Dad comforted her. He was right; she could rebuild the forest. Not only that, she and Gabriel were amongst the others trying to talk him down. My claws extended and pierced the skin of my palms while I gripped tightly into fists. Why the hell was she there?

Cerberus made a gagging motion, and Persephone started giggling frantically; Hades was still a few feet away but too close for my liking. He tried to get in her pants for a long time, thank Selene that it never happened. All that time, he obsessed over her for over a thousand years. My mind was clouded with an emotion I had never felt before. Jealousy.

Is that the feeling? Dad snickered from the doorway, knowing precisely the turmoil going through my head. The gears turned, and the emotion had to have been readable on my face. My tears welled into my eyes. I’m a jealous pregnant wolf goddess and doing the same thing Hades was doing. I’m such a hypocrite. Covering my mouth, heavy sobs left my mouth while Mama came to comfort me.

“Honey, it’s alright,” she rubbed my arms together. “Jack, please go get her some of that chamomile tea; it will help her and the baby.”

“Hades won’t want me anymore because I’m going to be fat!” I wailed again, flopping to the bed. “He is going to go back to Persephone and try and get her back once I’m ugly!” My tears stained the pillow while Mama wiped the tears out of my hair. I don’t’ know how long Mama stayed there, cooed me, and even spooned me in the bed telling me the tales of how Dad had made Mama fall in love with him. “He fell even more in love when you came into the world, sweet child. You are his first daughter; you will always have a special place in his heart. It isn’t often an Alpha male has a daughter for an heir.” Sniffing lightly, Mama kissed my forehead, and I felt her leave the bed.

The lights dimmed, and Mama’s comforting emotion turned to guilt, love, and sorrow. “Mama?” I whispered, but instead, I felt the bed dip heavily and a warm body, much larger than hers, engulf me. Now, this was a big spoon. The smell of smoke burned smores, and musk filled my nostrils.

Rolling over immediately, I swung my arms around his neck. “I’m sorry,” I cried; Hades petted my hair with one hand while pulling me impossibly closer to the other. “I got mad that you were jealous, and then I turned around and got mad because I was jealous.” Hades laughed out loud and pulled my head from his neck.

“What do you mean you got jealous?” he asked incredulously.

“I saw Persephone laughing with you when Cerberus was gagging. You both looked happy,” I sobbed. “You are going to want her when I’m all fat!” I cried again.

“Oh, oh, Parisa,” a smile appeared on his face, but he ducked my head back into his chest while continuing his comforting rubs on my back. “I would never, ever want her. You are the only woman I will ever want, ever. You are mine, and I will never give you up. I’m sorry I got jealous too, I want you to myself, and I know that cannot be all the time. You being pregnant makes it extremely difficult.”

I inhaled a large breath of his scent, instantly calming me. “We are both experiencing a bond so strong, we both will get carried away sometimes. That’s normal; it’s normal to have disagreements; otherwise, our relationship would be insanely boring. Besides, the makeup s*x is going to be awesome.” I giggled at him, his fingers detangling my hair while he breathed me in.

“For now, though, let us rest. We have a busy day tomorrow, hmm?” I couldn’t even answer; my puffy eye lids fluttered shut on their own accord as Hades hummed some ancient lullaby for me to sleep.

…..

“Stand here,” Mama had me on a stool, three dresses hung over the door of my bathroom. They were gorgeous cream-colored designs of mating ceremony dresses. They were all equally beautiful, and I couldn’t pick just one. Mama fluffed one; it was more of a ball gown with a vast bustle and a massive train. It was a bit much for me, but Mama was insistent. “It just accentuates your waist so nicely, but I do understand you have to go what you like best.”

Most of the men, gods, goddesses were downstairs in the living room eating food brought in by the Celestial Fairies. Michael was dozing in the corner; he had guard duty since Hades wasn’t allowed in my room while I tried on the dresses. Dionysus discussed the preparations and took over the catering, food, wine, and even planned games. What kind of games do you even play at a mating ceremony? Was it a god thing?

Dionysius was in and out of the house; I could see him running back and forth. For a god that constantly had a drink in his hand, he could walk a strangely straight line. “I don’t know,” Mama leaned back on the stool she was sitting in. “Please tell me, what do you like best?”

“I’m just happy to get the ceremony over with, to be honest,” I played with the tulle that laid at my h**s. “You can pick.” Mama g*****d again until Hecate and Selene walked in.

“Need some help?” Hecate walked around the dress while I smiled at Selene. Her color was back, and even the moon glowed brightly, more so than I had ever seen. “

“I think something more simple might be or our Parisa, what do you think?” Hecate nodded, pulling up a thick amount of tulle.

“I agree. There isn’t a special significance to this dress, is there?” Mama shook her head. Her body was overwhelmed by the presence of gods; all the wolves felt it. The power, the overwhelming energy that eludes them. “Right then,” Hecate waved her hand, instantly turning the tulle to a delicate lace with bits of gold threads. The pattern was of delicate flowers, leaves, and hints of small bees around the lace. One would have to be close to see it, but it was there.

An off-the-shoulder, transparent lace hugged my shoulders, my hair was swirled into loose curls and a braided crown. “Let me try!” Persephone hopped into the door, and her fingers traced the crown braid that now held miniature white roses and baby’s breath.

“Goddess,” Mama breathed, holding her hands to her mouth. “You are gorgeous; this dress looks perfect.” The dress hugged every curve, flaring at the knees with a small train that could be easily buttoned behind the dress during the reception.

“Makeup!” Selene scolded.

Selene’s hand waved once over my skin, I couldn’t feel any change, but the hand mirror Selene conjured into her hand told a different story. Smokey eye, long lashes, and a touch of pink to my cheeks. My lips were left with pale pink l*p gloss. A small moon that matched Selene’s was placed in the middle of my forehead.

“Wow,” I breathed. “I don’t know what to say,” I choked a sob down, not wanting to ruin the makeup.

“A thank you?” Michael roused from the corner, winking at me.

“Y-yes, thank you.” Touching my face, I felt the warmth of love and affection from every person in the room. We were all happy, at peace, and this celebration would mark a new era for the gods and any supernatural, maybe even human. That everyone would be mated, everyone had a soul mate, and every soul would find their happily ever after.

“Hades is getting antsy,” Michael informed. “Everyone else is dressed, ready to go and take him to the ceremony, but he demands to see you first.”

“But that will spoil the surprise!” I whined. “I wanna see him cry when he first sees me,” I snickered, but the goddess g*****d. “He’s a god of the Underworld; he won’t cry,” Persephone rolled her eyes.

Selene’s evil glint gave way to my curiosity.

“What are you thinking?”

“Oh, you know that mark on your chest there?” Her finger circled around the scepter tattoo on my chest.

“Yes? What about it? I rubbed it gently. A shock of pleasure hit me hard, making me fall off the pedestal.

“That,” Selene laughed. “Go to the bathroom and rub on it; he’ll be messing his pants and keep his mind off of coming up here to see you.” Hecate cackled in the corner, hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath.

“Oh, you can do that?” Persephone’s smile turned deadly, pulling the front of her pale pink dress down. “Everyone out so we can play with our men!” Mama laughed and ran downstairs to watch the fun unfold.

Closing the bathroom door, I felt a bit weird having Persephone just on the other side of the door, but I guess it would have to do. I stripped my dress from my body, not wanting to be too messy. I wasn’t sure what would happen when I continually stroked the mark on my chest.

Taking my finger, I traced it gently on my chest; the sparks went straight to my clit while my head threw back in ecstasy. Thinking of Hades, the intense pressure became stronger. My finger traced the scepter, and my other finger dipped into my channel. I felt so dirty doing this; I had never really touched myself like this so sensually.

“What are you doing?” I heard through the mind link. It was Hades, and his breathing was labored even in the mind link.

“Playing a game,” I whispered back.

“f**k, Parisa, there is a room full of people.”

“Aren’t you a bit adventurous?” My finger touched my mark again, and my p***y spasmed around my finger. I fingered my chest at the same speed as my clit and came undone within seconds. I had hoped to last a little longer, but this will do.

Growling came from the mind link, and I touched myself again, this time gripping my breast and pulling on my n*****s.

“Kronos, Parisa,” his breath was panting, strong with a heavy l**t lacing his voice. “I can’t, can’t hold on.” Smiling to myself, I inserted my finger back into my p***y, imagining it was his c**k.

“Hades,” my breath was heavy until I felt his own release. His climax wrecked my own body; I could almost feel his come entered my cavern while I panted. “How was that? Think that can last you until the ceremony?” I mind linked.

“If anything, it makes me want you more,” the growl I heard in my ear wasn’t from a mind-link but from the lips of the devil himself. Hades hand gripped my naked breast harshly, his hot breath leaking down my neck. “Did you like putting on that little demonstration of your mark? To make me come right in front of your parents?”

I should be a little worried, but instead, I was turned on. “Yes,” I bit my lips and giggled.

“Is that so?” His graveled voice shook the apex of my thighs until we heard a harsh knock at the door.

“Hades, you get out. You can’t see her until the ceremony!” The banging continued. “Get out!” Hades gripped my ear with his teeth. The stinging sensation made my n*****s pebble.

“Later then,” he growled. He pushed his pants into my naked behind, and I felt the damp spot where he had released. Giggling again, he disappears, leaving me to finish getting ready.