Daughter of the Dark: Brotherhood of Death

8

I knew where I was as soon as my head hit the pillow. Would it be this way forever? Would I constantly be awake in this dreamworld and forever restless in the real world?

A hand caressed my shoulder, warm and comforting. "Youve returned."

"I dont think I have a choice lately," I frowned.

"Did the dark things come to you?" He asked.

"How long do I have to be a prisoner here?"

"Prisoner?"

"Yeah i'm not exactly in control of my dreams lately."

He nuzzled my ear. "What do you want to happen, Cassandra."

The way my name tumbled from his lips had my panties becoming wet. I needed to change the subject.

"I thought in mythology, you were already married."

He stopped caressing me. "That was a long time ago."

I could tell from his tone he didnt want to talk about it. Fat fucking chance of that happening now. Every fucking guy I knew had baggage, even gods. I turned over to him, silk sheets rubbing against my bare body. We were both naked under the sheets.

Together.

Naked.

Weird.

"Did you love her?"

He sighed. "Cassandra, I dont..."

"Oh no, buddy!" I exclaimed. "If youre gonna keep invading my life, expect the favor returned."

"Lady Rey said you would be fiesty," my eyes widened.

"My grandmother...you saw her?"

"She's taking her great rest, Cassandra. No worries. But to answer your question....I think I loved her as much as someone whose been nothing but darkness could love. Anyway...we divorced."

"Gods can divorce."

He smiled. "Youre curious about this..about godhood."

"Its not everyday this sorta thing just happens to a girl."

He traced my face. "Youre taking it well."

Frowning, "I'm really not."

He chuckled. "Will you let me in Cassandra...." His findgers began to wind there way between my full bare breast.
Slowly his finger tips trailed over my stomach where I had a slight pudge and then down to my mound where I hadnt shave in like two weeks.

I mean sue me , I had had no fucking clue that some ancient God was going to try and put his penis in me so he could open a doorway to our world to defeat evil.
If I had, I mightve shave.

He parted my legs anyway and his fingers danced inside of me. I could feel them beginning to pulse inside of me. This mans fingers had literally become a vibrator.

"Oh my fucking..."

"Hades," he finished.