Novel & Cerita Hades And Persephone Erotica

One hand gripped my hip while the other reached to rub my oversensitive clit again. I was moaning shamelessly now, pushing back to meet every powerful stroke. “Pastor… it’s too much… I’m going to cum again…” “Good girl,” he growled. “Cum while I breed you. Take every drop like the perfect slut you are.” The words sent me over the edge for the third time. My pussy spasmed violently around his thrusting cock, squeezing and fluttering as intense pleasure ripped through my body. Elias thrust deep one final time and came with a low, deep groan. Heavy ropes of cum flooded my womb again, pulsing warmly as he emptied himself completely.

I whispered, his name a prayer and a sin all at once. I slid one finger inside, a sharp intake of breath escaping my lips. I was tight, pulsing around the digit, but I wanted more. I began to pump my finger in and out, mimicking the rhythm I imagined he would use. I pictured him watching me, his eyes dark with the same forbidden lust I felt, his face twisted with the realization that he wanted his own mother.

He leaned up to crush his lips against mine again, his hips rolling forward to grind his heavy length hard against my soaking wet slit— And then, a cold, smooth voice chimed in from the dark corner of the shed. “What a beautiful show.”

"I know why Jack called me Helen of Troy. Men fought wars over her extraordinary beauty after she was kidnapped. She's a troublemaker. Like me. Why did you call me Persephone instead?" I ventured, my curiosity getting the better of me, as I looked for more reasons to believe I mattered to him. "In Greek mythology, Hades is the God of the underworld. Persephone is —" "His wife," I said, blushing furiously as the obvious dawned on me.

When one had to cross between worlds to be with the other, the purest form of love bloomed and flourished even in the darkest place of Erebus. Hades kissed Persephone on the mouth so deeply, drawing on her beautiful scented breath like it was her own. Leaving the maiden gasping for air, she licked her way down Persephone's chin and burrowed her face into her firm round breasts. The dark goddess squeezed and devoured the hardened nipples earnestly. It made Persephone's heart leap against her ribs, and she gripped the silk on the bed and arched her dainty form. Her lovely face contorted with a strange new pleasure. Hades's hot tongue scorched her skin like melting lava. The goddess pressed her

Lukas leaned in and breathed in my ear, "They are Hades and his mate, Persephone." I felt my breath hitch. Even though I guessed it but knowing it was true made it feel real. Hades was clad in all-white suit with a rose on his lapel. I was expecting him to have a long white beard, but he looked youthful with his brunette hair slicked back and clean-shaven face. Persephone, on the other hand, was breathtaking with her white lace gown and her long blonde hair parted in one side. "Ahh, Lukas!" Hades cried out, wrapping his arms around Lukas and tugging him closer.

—JASMINE - It feels like I'm experiencing sex for the first time as if my senses are awakening to a new world of pleasure. The way Hades touches me adores me, and kisses me is beyond anything I ever imagined. It's as if he's unlocking secret doors to my desires, and I'm surrendering to the sensations. This encounter surpasses our passionate night in the bar; it's more profound and more intimate. Hades seems to know my body better than I do, tracing the curves of my soul with his fingers. Every caress, every kiss, every whispered promise resonates deep within me.

Sighing deeply after noticing the visible displeasure on Juniper and Ahlum’s face, Vera shifted her head to them, telling them why it broke Persephone’s heart. “Zadicus and Persephone have been lovers ever since they were fifteen.”