Sovereign

Cherry

Hades Pov

"Hades?"
Her voice rang in my ears, I dropped the fat bastard on his ass and turned to the sound of the voice. Her voice. I wanted to move, to gather her in my arms to make sure she was real, but I couldn't. Everything in me screamed at me to go to her but my feet remained glued to the floor.

She moved instead of me, faster than my eyes would register and slammed her body into mine almost throwing me off balance. Rossiya held on to me for dear life, something she had done only once before. "Ross, you're... you're okay."

As if to answer me, she held on tighter. I finally moved and hugged her back, burying my face in her thick gold hair. The relief I as I held her in my arms was unlike anything I had ever felt before.

Someone coughed behind us, breaking our bubble. "As happy as I am to see you Rossiya, I have to ask where you've been," Varda asked, she let go of me and a conflicted look crossed her feature before turning into anger when she looked at the priest.

"I managed to escape from my room last night and ended up running into someone in the forest, he helped cleanse the poison from my system."

Lie. She always put her thumb between her middle and forefinger when she lied. I had to play along and ask her later.

"He told me that the priests were trying to bind the Olympian part of my soul and make me a puppet queen to make me as pure blooded as possible so I could take over instead of the crown prince."

The room fell radio silent but I could feel Varda's rage rolling off him in waves. "Please escort my daughter and his majesty to their respective rooms and summon the high priest." His voice was a little to calm that it even had me on edge.

We arrived in front of her room faster than I'd hoped, "I'll come see you later okay?" I said kissing the top of her head. It was out of character for me, but I had to try and make this work.

Several hours later I was standing outside her door deciding on whether or not to knock, I had an astronomical amount of groveling to do if I wanted to get my wife back.

Wife. The word stirred something strange inside me, probably the part of me that was still hell bent on keeping everything Persephone made me feel untouched. If someone came up to me a year ago and told me I would be trying to get this woman to stand being in my presence I would've laughed in their face before ripping them apart, limb from limb.

"I can hear your mouth breathing Hades," her voice came from under the crack of the door before it swung open. My eyes grew wider as I raked them over her body. Her body that was in an impossibly short night gown that left very very little to the imagination."

Rossiya cleared her throat bringing my eyes back to her face that was colored red, "come in."

I didn't need to be told twice.

I followed and sat next to her on the edge of the bed, she studied me as if trying to find the words to speak to me. Our exchanges usually consisted of anything but civility. "The man who helped me told me I need we need to consummate the marriage."

I raised a brow, keeping my expression neutral despite how hard my heart was beating and the blood rushing down south. My hand found hers and gave it a gentle squeeze, those gold eyes darted to our hands for a moment and I was sure she would pull away but she didn't.

"The druids haven't been given the princess they're owed, if word gets out that our marriage is still as it is they have every right to request an annulment. My aunt fled before she could get married so naturally they would come for me to settle that debt."

My blood simmered in my veins. Contrary to popular belief, druids were conniving and sneaky bastards; as violent as the fae if not more. They would in fact come to collect of word got out that the princess was still untouched.

One thing didn't add up however, she could've just used my name seeing as she's been with either Ares or Luc. There would be no need to-

"-I'm still a virgin." Her face stained red again as if it was the most embarrassing secret, I couldn't help but he happy though.

Rossiya's eyes met mine, I knew what she was going to say but the words died in her throat when I pressed my lips against hers.

Damn. They still felt the same as thy day.

I ran my tongue along her bottom lip and bit down on it, earning a gasp from her thy allowed me to slip my tongue, exploring that sweet mouth of hers. She moved to straddle me, the little dress rode up leaving  her bare on top of me; my pants became way too tight for my liking.

Rossiya took fist fulls of my hair, angling my head roughly, taking control.

Fuck.

I let her deepen the kiss, too lost in the feeling of her dampening my pants. She rolled her hips so expertly, it had me groaning. I couldn't take it anymore and in one fluid motion she was pressed down on the bed looking like a deer caught in headlights. The straps of her night gown had slipped over shoulders leaving her rosy peaks out for all to see. Taunting me.

I moved down to one breast, closing my mouth it while my hand aided the other. I nipped at the bud and she arched into me, so she liked pain. Good.

The scent of her was getting harder to resist by the second and after I was done with her breasts my mouth travelled down, kissing, licking, nibbling until I got to what was soon going to be my happy place.

I glanced up and met her eyes for a split second before turning my attention elsewhere. The moment I latched my mouth around her swollen clit she buckled and I had to hold her down.

I devoured her like a man starved, her sweet moans and whimpers filled the room. I wanted nothing more than to bury myself inside her but I had to please her first, until she was close to breaking.

Two fingers slid inside her, reaching that spot that was sure to drive her wild.

"Please," it was the first word she'd managed to pronounce and it stopped me in my tracks. "Please what?"

Just as she was about to speak I drove my fingers back in making her body sing. "Use your words Vasillisa mou, please what?" I watched her writhe in pleasure while she struggled to get the words out. When I felt her start to clench around me I took them out. She was close.

Kissing my way up to her lips, watching her look at me with mixed feelings thankfully none of them negative. "This will hurt, but I'll try to be as gentle as I can vasillisa."

I kissed her again, distracting her while I found my way to her entrance. If I wasn't careful I would embarrass myself before I had even gotten through her folds. Slowly, so as not to hurt her I buried myself inside her. She hissed in pain and clamped down around me.

Fuck, now I was the one going to lose it.

"Look at me and relax, you're okay."

When she was well adjusted I started to move and it felt good. Too good. Soon enough all thoughts of being gentle flew out the window, I couldn't help the string of profanities and incoherent words that spewed out of my mouth.

She clenched around me again, calling out my name as she reached her final high, with me not far behind.

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