The Untold (Unedited)

Practice Makes Me More Perfect

Annika's POV
"I can't get enough of you Annika." Hades says as he pulls me closer to him on the bed. His head dips and he captures my lips with his own, and I'm lost into a deep bliss. Our bodies move at the same pace and I feel my hands move any and everywhere they can, exploring every inch of his body.

"Hades." I moan, and he squeezes my thigh in response. I tug at the bottom of his shirt and without hesitation it's flung to the floor. He begins to move lower leaving kisses in his path.

"Hades." I moan again

"Annika." I hear him say bluntly.

"Yes?"

"ANNIKA!"

My eyes fling open and I'm met with Hades's black ones. My heart plummets when I find that my dream was only a dream.

"Yes Hades." I say closing my eyes again trying to find my bliss again.

"You need to wake up." His voice seems farther away than it was a second ago.

"Why is that?" I ask.

"We need to practice your telepathy."

"Why?"

"So you can get better." I open my eyes and there he is again.

"You have twenty minutes to get ready for the day." He says and walks away from my line of sight.

I jump up and start running for the door, ready for the dash to my room.

"Fuck." I say grabbing the door handle. "I can teleport."

I hear Hades laugh and I turn around and give him the finger before I make myself disappear like Houdini. Within seconds I feel my body pull and when I open my eyes I'm in front of my bathroom mirror. Quickly stripping from my pajamas, I jump in the shower and brush my teeth.

It takes me a minute to wash up, and I'm sure I spent more than ten minutes in there wasting my own time, but the hot water felt good on my skin.

With about ten minutes (give or take) left to spare I run to my closet and look for an outfit for the day. What does a royal, baby Goddess, twenty four year old wear to her telepathy practice? I ask myself. I find a baby blue spaghetti dress with a pleated skirt. I throw it on and just for the hell of it put on my white converse. My ten minutes must have been up before I realized, and I soon hear knocking on my door. I grab a ponytail holder and throw my hair into a high bun before opening the door.

"Annika."

"Hades."

"Funny." He says walking into my room without an invitation to enter. I roll my eyes and close the door.

"What's funny?"

"That's not how you were saying my name this morning."

I whip around and see him laying on my bed with his feet touching the ground.

"What do you mean?" I say inching over to where he laid.

"Well I heard you say my name, so naturally I walked over to you to see what you wanted. When I saw you were still sleeping I was confused! How could you have said my name, yet you're fast asleep? When I started to walk away, because I thought I had gone insane, I heard you say it again, but this time...you added an extra razzle dazzle and gave it an extra moaning sound. Instead of being an asshole and making fun of you for it I woke you up, but then you had to go and give me the finger, so here we are little Annika." He sat up with his elbows keeping him steady.

"Oh goodness." I say walking towards the bathroom. The blush on my cheeks is furiously bright.

I hear him laugh from my room and I grab a towel and run it under cold water. When I feel it's cold enough I press it to my cheeks hoping it will take the red away.