The second that Alexander stills after his orgasm, I teleport all of us to the bedroom. Though our positions are a bit altered. Jacob is on his back with Josefina straddling him. I’m behind her, between Jacob’s legs and prepared to take our girl from behind. Alexander is laying on the bed beside Jacob, able to have time to recover from his orgasm. Alexander turns to me, a mocking smile on his face. “How do you know that I was done inside of our girl?” “I didn’t. But I figured you could take it out on me by fucking Jacob’s mouth while Josefina rides his dick and I get inside that sweet ass of hers,” I tell him with a smile. Alexander lets out a growl of lust and he moves so that he’s kneeling by Jacob’s head. I look down to see the lewd scene of Josefina rubbing her pussy dripping with her slick and Alexander’s cum all over Jacob’s hard cock. And then I see his ass flexing as he tries to get enough of an angle to single into her pussy. “I might just have to get into
This is it. The day that the war starts. The day that we either kill Lucifer or he kills us. I should say that I’m nervous, but I’m not. Nerves, anxiety, fear. They don’t have a place in the emotions of a Throne. Honestly, that’s not really a great thing. A lot of people think that bravery is the absence of fear. It’s not. It’s taking fear and making it work for you. Pushing through it and doing what needs to be done. But it also makes you cautious. Not just about you, but also about the people that are with you. If you don’t have a healthy fear of dying, then you aren’t careful about plans. Yeah, you do crazy ass plan that sometimes pay off in spectacular ways. But it also can fuck shit up pretty badly as well. If you aren’t worried or even a little scared about what might happen to you or your team, then you’re going to get someone killed and pretty damn quickly.But what I can’t bring myself to dwell on it too much, mainly because I don’t really worry about it too
Did you know that Charon’s boat can change size to accommodate the load of people that he’s ferrying across the Styx? Yeah, me either. I’ve only ever seen those pictures where it looks like he’s moving a raft or a gondola looking thing. But when he takes us over, the boat he’s manning is the size of the Staten Island Ferry. Eat your heart out Colin Jost and Pete Davidson. Anyway, with his boat being so big and able to carry so many wolves, fae, elves, gods, and whatnot, it only takes a few trips for him to get all of us to the other side. Cerberus is there, waiting for us. You ever seen a three headed Rottweiler? Yeah, I hadn’t either until today. If it weren’t for the fact that we were getting ready to go into battle, I might think today was well worth the visit just for the cool shit that I’m seeing. Summer smacks my shoulder as she catches me gazing awestruck up at the big ass dog that’s guarding the way into the Underworld. “Get your head into the game, Beta,” sh
The large ditch that’s in front of us is a sharp decline that leads to down to a floor of sharp, jagged rocks, easily 15 feet below us before rising on a rocky slope to the other side. There’s no way for us to cross without wolves getting hurt and I don’t know the work around. The other thing that we’ve noticed is that if we do stay here, we’re going to start getting battered by arrows, since we’re within range. We’ve got to figure something out and fast. Especially if Rowen, Alex, and I are going to make it to Hades’s palace which glitters like black gold in the distance. I’m trying to work out a plan when I see Zoe and Kaia kneel on the ground in a move that looks almost choreographed and plant both of their hands to the earth. Zoe is the first one that closes her eyes and a power emanates from her, going across the ditch and moving to the land that the enemy stands on. An earthquake so powerful that it cases their catapults and temporary structures to fall over or break and
The screeching sound that comes from above us sounds like a combination between the howl of a wolf, the cry of some kind of bird of prey, and a woman’s scream. We look up and there are seven of these…things. They have the body of a woman, looking heavily pregnant and near giving birth, talons for feet and wings like a giant eagle, and the head of an enormous rabid jackal. But the belly is actually full of the babies and men that they’ve eaten. They are wearing what looks like a skull bikini, a skull covering each breast and her vulva. It’s fucking weird and looks very uncomfortable. In their hands, each carries one knife made of fire and another made of ice. The Lamashtu. The seven aspects of the Mesapotamian Goddess of evil. Think Hecate, but in seven different bodies instead of sharing the same body. And when I say that she was evil, I mean EVIL. Evil just for evil’s sake. One of the few goddesses in all of the various pantheons who didn’t have a reason to be evil. S
The contractions had been happening off and on for the past two days. “Braxton-Hicks,” Persephone assured me. “It’s just your body’s way of getting ready for birth. It can happen for a long time before you actually go into labor. I really wouldn’t worry about it if I were you.” But I knew better. I could feel this evil thing’s elation as it could feel me preparing for birth. It had been tossing and turning in my stomach, moving into position for birth. So when I woke in the wee hours of the morning today, feeling strong achy bands of pressure all around my stomach. I let out a wheezy, breathy screams as the feeling took my breath away. I had been laying on my left side, my head pillowed on Lucifer’s arm, his other arm keeping me pulled into him. When I had woken in pain, it woke him up as well. “What’s wrong? What’s happening?” Lucifer asks, his eyes are wide, but his voice is laced with aggression and protectiveness. He had moved over top of me, caging me against t
It is killing me to wait here with the gods while my mates are all in three different spots right now. I’m so agitated and distracted by this fact that my winged shoes are making me float about a foot off of the ground. Josefina is with her parents, fighting near the front lines. What I hate is that she doesn’t have any powers to fight with. She’s just got her strength and skills as a warrior and a wolf. Thank fuck that the wolves take fighting seriously, so she has a ton of skill. But that only helps me feel just a little bit of relief. She is definitely the mate that I’m most worried about. But then there’s Alexander. He and his twin are escorting Nathan to get to Nyx so that he can kill her and the child in her stomach. Hecate had told us that Nyx is in labor starting this morning. So they have to get to her quickly. Of course, that means finding the right time to get past the enemy army ahead of the rest of our allies and then fight whoever Lucifer has guarding the
The second that we make our way through the gate into the Underworld, we’re all ready to start fighting. I mean, that’s the logical thing to do, right? Problem is, we seem to have gone into a gate where there are minimal guards. Like, this gate seems to have been forgotten completely. There's two there and they were taken out by the blast that opened the gate. Either we got really fucking lucky. Or we’ve walked into a trap. Angels pour into the hole behind us, creating a perimeter to keep us safe from behind. No, they won’t be able to stop Lucifer, but they are cannon fodder that will slow him down. Yeah, that sounds really fucking shitty to say it like that, but they knew the score when they were assigned to the role. It is what it is. From the gate, I can see Hades’s palace, where Lucifer and his new queen, Nyx, have been staying since they were kicked out of Valhalla. We’re coming in about five miles to the south and three miles above the palace. The gate is in