away.
“Follow Cerberus. He will take you.”
After he was gone, she looked down at the hound. His dragon-like tail was wagging.
“Take me to him.”
Cerberus led the way, and she followed as she wondered what Hades would say to her.
Chapter Two
Hades sat in his chair by the fire waiting for the door to open. He could feel Persephone’s conflicted emotions mixed with her confused arousal. He wanted to pull her to him and finally make her truly his as soon as she arrived. But he wasn’t going to do that. He vowed not to confuse her even more. She needed to see and feel his love more than anything.
He’d been aroused by her passionate reaction to Hypnos as much as he’d been jealous. Yet Hypnos had been correct. Her words had made his anger and jealousy evaporate. She’d asked him to take her away with him before she’d known who he was. She wanted the man she’d been talking to, the man she’d come to care for.
But she hadn’t said she loved him.
He felt her arrive outside the door. “Come in.”
She opened the door slowly and followed Cerberus in. She took a long time closing the door behind her, and then finally faced him. She looked afraid, and he didn’t like that.
“Persephone, don’t be afraid of me.”
“I’m not.”
He stood and walked toward her. “You are. I can feel it.”
“You have every right to be angry.”
“Because of how you behaved?”
She nodded.
“I’m not going to blame you for becoming aroused.”
She met his gaze. “But you’re angry with me. Aren’t you?”
“It was my fault. I haven’t given you what you wanted.”
She blushed a bright red, and he smiled. He could feel her heart racing. He walked around behind her, brushing the hair off her right shoulder and pulling her close. She gasped when he pressed his body close to hers, and then she sighed when he ran his finger over the place Hypnos had kissed her.
“You respond to my touch,” he whispered.
“Of course I do. I was just…” She didn’t seem to know what she meant.
“Frustrated?”
“I guess.” She tried to turn so he couldn’t see her face.
“After all the things we’ve talked about and everything we’ve shared, are you really going to start being shy now?”
She shrugged.
He laughed and gently kissed her neck. He made sure no spot went untouched by his lips. He moved his hands upward to unbutton her dress. She sighed as he cupped her breasts and massaged them. He found it hard to resist as she moved against him so sweetly. After a moment, he pulled away.
She opened her eyes and turned to look at him. “What’s wrong?”
“We aren’t ready yet.” He ran his hands over her breasts, admiring how perfectly they rose and fell with each breath.
Her hands went straight to her hips as she backed out of his reach. “What? Almost losing my virginity in the hallway with another man is no big deal, but us having sex is?”
He tried not to smile. Her shyness was now completely gone, and the fire in her eyes was very promising. “I know Hypnos would not have done that, no matter how tempting or willing you were. If you can admit how inexperienced you are, why can’t you trust my judgment?”
“Then why did you kiss me? Why did you touch me like that?” she asked as she buttoned her dress.
“So you would remember my touch, not his.”
“You are angry then. This teasing is my punishment!”
“No, it isn’t.” He sighed. Most of his lovers had been mortal, so he was used to arguing about feelings as well as actions and their consequences. Goddesses didn’t have love spats like this. They didn’t form arguments and make points. They got angry and used their powers. Aphrodite had zapped her share of males, as had Hera. He liked how mortal Persephone was. She rarely used her powers and enjoyed being around ordinary people. They had a certain kind of vivacity and urgency about them he found very appealing. He’d once tried to explain it to his brother Poseidon, who had