Fiction: Hotwife in Hades (Persephone/Adonis, Hades watching)

I apologise for the delay in getting you this story. I meant to publish it on Halloween but I got sick and couldn't write for a couple of days. So I only finished it now.

The story is for my lovely patron Rachel, creator of Lore Olympus and one of my very first patrons. Thank you, Rachel, for your support! I know you're busy but if you read, I hope you enjoy ♥

Hotwife in Hades

"I want to watch this time."

Persephone looked up from her work on the flower pot.

"Are you sure, honey?"

Hades gave her a solemn nod.

"Yes." He came up behind her, taking her earthy hands in his. "I love to hear about your exploits in the world of the living, my love. I won't follow you to the surface. But as long as he's down here..."

Persephone leaned back against her husband's chest, relishing his embrace.

"Then watch you shall."

~~~

Persephone entered the room she had set aside for Adonis. The beautiful baby had grown into a beautiful boy and an even more beautiful young man. Aphrodite's desire for him was more than relatable. But by verdict of Zeus, four months of the year he stayed with her in the underworld. And when he did, Persephone enjoyed his charms.

"Adonis. Today, my husband will join us."

The prince paled.

"B-but..."

"Don't let that distract you, my dear. He is only here to watch."

Adonis gulped. Persephone gave him a warm smile and took his hands. Hades was intimidating to other gods and even more so to mortals. They didn't even like to speak his name, lest they'd draw his attention. It wasn't unreasonable. Death was not a pleasant thing for those who die.

Behind them, the door opened and Hades silently took a seat in the decorated chair that had been set up for him in the corner. Persephone gave him a loving look, then she led her young mortal lover to the bed in the middle of the room. It was carved from bone, showing the journey of the dead from the funeral pyre to the Fields of Asphodel. Hauntingly beautiful. The sheets and cushions were as dark as Erebos and his white skin looked all the whiter as he sat upon it.

"I'm not sure about this."

His voice shook slightly as he kept his gaze on the ground. Persephone took both his cheeks into her hands.

"Please, Adonis. My husband loves me very much. He wants you to satisfy me well. Don't you think he will disappointed if you can't perform? I can tell you he will be even more disappointed than me." She brushed her lips against his for the briefest of kisses. "Go on, show him your beauty. Show him you are worthy to be my lover."

Hesitantly, Adonis undressed. He shed the black chiton Persephone had given to him and unfastened the golden sandals until he stood before her in nothing but his equally golden headband. He was indeed of radiant beauty, rivalling many of the immortals. But he was very much human. With all human limitations.

"Turn around, love. Show yourself to him."

Adonis obediently turned his beautiful backside to her but he did not dare gaze upon the Lord of the Dead. Persephone slid from the bed and put her delicate hand on his back to reassure him. Hades did not react in any way. She had not expected him to. Unlike his brothers, he was not interested much in pretty youths. And most pretty maidens, too. Otherwise, the underworld would be as much in disorder as the world of the living. There was a subtle change in his features as his eyes travelled over the perfect features of the young mortal man. The king was pleased. Only the most handsome and skilful of gods and men were fit to be a lover to his queen. And Adonis was an excellent choice. How could he not be? Aphrodite herself desired him.

Persephone embraced the beautiful boy, her kisses leaving rosy blossoms on his pure white neck. He always had that peculiar taste of myrtle to him. Her fingers wandered to his front, caressing the slender waist, the hard muscles on his belly, the firm male chest. He was like the sculpture of a perfect kouros come alive. The perfection only marred by his obvious discomfort. Hades had a powerful presence, even just sitting there quietly. He did not usually associate with mortals, so why would he keep his dreadful aura in check that reminded them of their mortality? She had to do something to counter it.

"Come to bed, love," she whispered into his hear, gently biting his lobe. She let go of him and spread out on the bed, her legs open for him to see her womanhood in full bloom. She could not create bright or cosy light like Apollon did but she made grass and flowers grow from the bed, turning it into a beautiful, romantic little island amidst the gloom of the underworld. He followed her, kneeling between her strong thighs. She becked him to come up to her and he obeyed, allowing her to pull him into a deep kiss.

That would hopefully distract him enough to get him hard. She kissed him and stroked his alluring torso, one hand snaking deeper. Good boy. She shifted her position slightly to make it easier for Hades to watch them from his seat.

"Fuck me, Adonis."

He did not dare defy her. His beautifully shaped cock tentatively touched her entrance and when he saw her nod of approval, he pushed inside. He was not as hard as he could have been but judging from his rapid pulse, he was still alarmed by the presence of her husband. Persephone stole a glance at the chair in the corner and Hades still sat there exactly as he had before. Only, he had the faintest of smiles on his lips. Content, Persephone turned her attention back to her lover, rewarding him with a kiss. He was timid but she was sure he would satisfy her as he had before. Aphrodite trained him well.

"Faster, mortal boy," she gave him a smack on his nice round buttocks and he complied. He was very good at keeping his angle and rhythm steady. Aphrodite must value that in a lover. As angry as Persephone was at the love goddess for getting eight months with him while she got only four, she had to admire her education skills.

The flowers were opening around them as Adonis brought her closer to climax. She felt him swell inside her as he focused on her pleasure, her lustful cries drowning out the world around them.

"Don't come before I do," she reminded him. Surely Aphrodite had taught him that too. "In the underworld, nobody comes before the queen."

Adonis nodded, his cheeks adorably flushed.

"I know, my queen. I shall not!"

"Good boy."

Persephone gave him a caress, her legs closing around his hips. He looked so pure and innocent, so different from her husband who appeared as a mature man rather than a tender youth. Surely Aphrodite thought the same when looking at Ares, the handsome god of war who used to be her lover before she got married to Hephaistos. She felt Adonis' warm breath on her face, his dark locks falling on her cheeks, the soft, full lips opened, then closing tightly when he neared his climax. Persephone loved watching him and she hoped Hades did too. A moan escaped her lips, just thinking about her husband watching. Her eyes left her lover's perfect features and wanderd to the corner of the room where a hand had found its way underneath black robes. Persephone smirked.

"Go on, Adonis. Deeper!"

The prince groaned as he adjusted his thrusts, making Persephone cry out in pleasure.

"Yes! Oh, yes"

She stroked up his strong arms, smiling at him. He was doing well. His loins moved swiftly, effortless, as if he had been made for making love. A true gift of Aphrodite. He smiled back at her and it felt as if the sun had risen in the underworld. Persephone threw her head back, relishing the constant pounding, the perfect rhythm he upheld despite his approaching climax. He lowered his head for a kiss and she grabbed both his cheeks, plunging her tongue into his open mouth. He was hitting her just right and she had to break the kiss for a lust-filled groan.

"Ahhh! Oh fuck yes!"

She felt her climax building and he sensed it too because he let go of her and just kept thrusting, looking pleased. Persephone cried out even louder as he pushed her over the edge of orgasm, sent her flying on a high of pleasure until his next thrust gave her new up wind, making her soar from one high to the next until he was about to spend. With a happy grin on her face, she gave his rosy cheek a caress.

"Remove yourself from my wife."

The sepulchral voice of Hades filled the room like the smoke from a funeral pyre. Adonis froze. His manhood, just now filling her deliciously, shrunk instantly. Persephone gently touched his arm.

"Please, Adonis, do as he says."

The mortal prince slipped out of her, his body trembling.

"Good." Hades kept sitting on his chair but his presence was so overwhelming, it made no matter if he was in the corner of the room or directly beside them. "Now pleasure the Queen with your tongue."

Adonis' eyes widened. Persephone gave him a wicked smile. She got up from her place on the bed and gently pushed him down on the soft grass.

"Let me sit on your face, love."

She lowered her cunt on his pretty lips and he began to lick like a puppy. She made eye contact with Hades. He was clearly enjoying himself. Nothing could have made her hotter. She loved him so much!

"Suck her, boy." Hades commanded.

Adonis kept using his tongue but the soft under-pressure drove Persephone wild. Hades knew it and no doubt he loved seeing her like this. Adonis grabbed her thighs to keep her steady as she rode his face. His tongue was so sweet, maybe even sweeter than his cock.

"Now enter her with three of your fingers. Rub her walls well."

Adonis let go of her left thigh and pushed into her, creating a different type of stimulation that was no less lovely. Persephone was close to coming again, exhausted though she was. Her breathing came short and ragged, but she wanted more. She wanted to make Hades see her come to his commands. Adonis' tongue was back on her most sensitive part and he alternated between soft licks and gentle sucking. He was careful not to overstimulate her and she was thankful for it.

"Now make her climax." Hades' voice sounded almost indifferent but Persephone heard his lust and arousal in every syllable. Adonis intensified his stimulation, giving her almost Elysian bliss. She was ready for another intense climax and one of his little licks sent her into a frenzy of pleasure. Her body shook and she felt as if the ichor in her every vein was on fire like the river Phlegeton. When she came to, she almost felt too weak to keep sitting upright. But there was a pair of strong hands on her shoulders.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

She tilted her head back to look up at her husband.

"I did."

He helped her off the bed and she snuggled into his arms.

"If you want, we may do this again."

He held her close, his gaze wandering over Adonis' beautiful form. He was as exhausted as she was. Maybe even more so.

"I'd love to. But are you happy with it?"

Hades leaned down and kissed her.

"Anything for my Queen."

FIN

Thank you, my lovely nymphs, satyrs, demigods and demigoddesses Maxime, Mike, Pete, Vendice, Vladimir, Bill, Jane, Malpertuis, and Max. May love bloom for you even in the darkest of places.

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