𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖉𝖆𝖒𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 ⦑ ꁕꌚ ◬ ꒒ꀭꃃ ⦒

[Lady Jace Beleren]

If there was one thing that Hades was focused on, his mind so addled with lust, it was the pink little thing bent over his car. This meant that when she mixed a soft sound of pain with a needy little moan, Hades did not let such a thing go unnoticed. Not that it changed his plans in any way. He had to take revenge on the pink monster or he would never be able to get her out of his mind. Her ass was warm against his palm, doubly so on the spots that he had given such a thorough punishment.

The sweet sound that his slow teasing elicited from Persphone was bliss. It was this moment that Hades truly loved, lived for, when he fucked a goddess. She was overcome with need and he had exactly what she desired right there, ready to fill her and take away that ache inside. Taking that away and feeling her pull against his grip, struggle to get more of him, it was priceless. It did not matter if he was with someone experienced or a sweet and slutty virgin like Persephone, it was the most satisfying to make them squirm for it, to need it more than air. He would relent eventually, but making her wait made him truly feel like one of the most desirable gods around. Needs, however, were still to be met.

So, he had taken from her something that might have once been sacred. The daughter of Demeter had her virginity taken bent over a car. The way she squeezed was indescribably good, her insides coiling tightly around him. Hades could truly and honestly admit that it was the best thing he had ever sunk his cock into. Finally, sheathed inside, he was ready to release the nape of her neck.

Before he could, though, the sweetest voice called out his name. Desperation and desire dripped over her words as she asked to be taken, to be fucked and used. Something deep inside of Hades snapped in that moment. Persephone had pushed the King of the Dead in ways he had never expected, teased things out of him that no one else had seen. But, those needy words, that begging so completely laced with a shameless need to be fucked, it reached deep into the core of the ancient god and changed something. So, while the pink monster struggled, bouncing a fraction of an inch back and forth, Hades finally relented and released her nape. The primal thing that was awake wanted to grip elsewhere.

"I will use you how I see fit, little goddess."

With that, his newly free hand grasped her ass opposite of the first. He hand her ass spread, fingers digging in deeply and allowing his to appreciate the beauty of her curves, her fullness. It also gave him an unobstructed view of their meeting. It let him watch the way her needy pussy gripped his cock as he pulled back, her tightness holding onto him like she might die if he pulled out completely. He had no intention of doing so. To leave her empty now would he unforgivable. So, he pulled out halfway, his cock slick with her wetness.

"Go ahead and scream, little goddess. Cum as much as you like."

With that, he pushed forward, hilting himself again as the tip of his cock spread Persephone open again. At the deepest, the head of his cock pressed to her cervix, her tight lips wrapped around the base. They were a perfect fit, designed for one another. This time, though, Hades lingered for only a few moments before pulling back again. This was the pace he maintained. Half of him would leave her, only to be pushed to her deepest parts to linger a second before repeating. He was slow and methodical in his thrusts, trying to give her intense pleasure without overwhelming himself. No, he would not be cumming until she was left and drooling and twitching mess.

 

[Bunny]

There was something in Persephone that knew what he needed, wanted and she said it without ever knowing it. When she had begged him, it had come from a mindless need. Not all together innocent, the Goddess of Spring knew that there was more than what her mother wanted for her. More than most women, and Goddess alike wanted or desired. Persephone wanted to be ravaged, to forget how to speak and be unable to walk when he was done with her. There was porn that would have satisfied that darkness within her, had she known about such a thing or had access to it. The craving had come from her desires brought on by the God behind her.

The hand at the nape of her neck loosened and then fell away and a low whimper left her. Almost as if the air had shifted within the garage, Persephone could feel a subtle shift. Though, what shifted, she knew not. The hand that had pinned her to the hood of the car now mirrored the first and dug into her supple flesh. Spreading her, so he could see just how they joined together. As he pulled back, his hips drawing away, she could feel how her body seemed to cling to his cock, as if unwilling to let him leave the warmth of her pussy. She moaned below him though as he pulled out of her halfway. Hades though, seemed to understand, know what she needed and as he lingered behind her half out of her needy cunt.

"Go ahead and scream, little goddess. Cum as much as you like."

Below him, she trembled, visibly at the words though she could do no more as he pushed into her once more, hard. Her body bounced against the hood of the car and she cried out. Hades found a pace that left him thrusting in and out of her, while not fast, he bottomed out each time, with hard thrusts. The tip of him brushing the deepest parts of her body. Her moans were constant and she took what he offered her. It was quite what she'd wanted, but she had no idea what he planned for her. Hands brushed against the hood of his car, as if searching for something to hold onto. The pleasure building with each hard thrust. The rhythm the God of the Dead found within the Goddess of Spring, pushing her methodically to her first orgasm. Persephone made no effort to quite herself and beneath him, she squirmed, moaning. It had only taken her a few minutes before she pushed herself back against him as he thrust in, the cry she made echoing back to them from the walls.

Soon though, the pace he set her wasn't enough and Persephone tried to force the issue. She moved quicker, encouraging him to speed up and when he didn't stop her, she set the pace. As she drew breath, she moaned. The sounds of her pleasure growing in pitch the closer she drove herself to that edge. The first orgasm for the young Goddess would be experienced on the cusp of his cock. Her throaty cries hit a crescendo, her hands scrambling to grab onto anything. The slick hood of his car offered her nothing as she came, nails biting into the hood, the metal groaning beneath her hands. His name on her lips.

"HADES!"

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

The way that Persephone responded to his words was strangely exciting. It seemed the goddess wanted nothing more than to be claimed and fucked. Hades had no issues with satisfying this want, at least for the night. For now, he kept his grip tight on her ass, loving the way her flesh molded under his hands. It was clear that everything was to the young goddess' liking as she moaned loud enough to echo throughout the garage and squirmed helplessly on the hood of his car. Had she not already teased him prior, the sight might have made him even thicker and harder inside. Now, such a thing was impossible.

While she screamed in pleasure, writhing and wrecking the hood, Hades had himself well under control. The pace he set felt amazing, but his experience made keeping his orgasm at bay a simple thing. Persephone seemed to disagree with this. Soon, her hips bucked back against his thrusts, catching him off guard as he now slammed viciously into her. It sent a shiver down his spine, the change in sensation making his legs tense for a moment. It seemed she wanted more and he was in no position to deny.

Instead of letting her take complete control, Hades matched her as best he could, her overwhelmed body picking no certain rhythm. Soon, his whole cock was being slammed into the poor young woman, the lips of her pussy gripping visibly to him every time he pulled back. This seemed too much for Persephone, who was growing louder and louder, scrambling across the hood of the car with her hands and trying to find a grip that would support the pleasure.

Then, it came. Persephone crashed down from her bliss with a powerful climax. He watched with satisfaction as she orgasmed on him cock, the squeezing of her muscles trying to force him to join her. He refused. His hips moved still, slow and deliberate to make sure her orgasm was as intense as possible. He watched her body quake with it, her hands bending the metal of the hood with her supernatural strength. His poor car would be fixed. Right now he wanted nothing more than to see more of her pleasure. But, the plan was simple and it was time to execute it. Slowly, Hades pulled his soaked cock out of her.

"There you go, little slutty goddess. That is what you have been missing out on. And what was that I heard? I believe you called me by my name. No little nickname."

Looking down at the gorgeous ass still in his hands, Hades wanted to lick his lips at the feast of her body. How could something so sinfully tempting have been a virgin just minutes ago? He was not satisfied just yet and he planned to use this sinful body to get what that satisfaction soon. But, this was playtime.

"What now? What should I do with you? After all, you are mine tonight. Where should I deposit all this thick cum? I wonder..."

He trailed off, the question partially rhetorical and partly opening up for more sultry begging.