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  What if Hades didn’t kidnap Persephone? What if, instead, her brother Arion captured the heart of the lord of the Underworld?

  Arion enjoys his simple life, even if his mother Demeter can be overbearing. Unlike his cloistered sister Persephone, Arion can seduce and fuck at his leisure. But someone has been watching him, someone who can no longer bear to be only a spectator.

  Hades comes out of the shadows, enthralled by Arion’s beautiful, muscular body and his flashing green eyes. For years, he’s watched others enjoy Arion, but no more. Hades will make Arion his, no matter what he has to do to make his gorgeous captive submit.

  Taken By Hades

  Adam Charles

  Laud Love Press Presents

  Taken By Hades

  Copyright © 2015 by Adam Charles

  Edited by Laney Brown

  First E-book Publication: September 2015

  Cover design by Poisoned Pixels

  All cover art and logo copyright © 2015, Laud Love Press.

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission. All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

  DEDICATION

  To Eric, my inked and pierced bad boy

  Taken By Hades

  By Adam Charles

  Copyright © 2015

  Chapter One

  Hades stirred in the darkness.

  Rising from his throne, he approached the mirror and waved his hand before it so he could see what was happening in the world above. The village fete had grown livelier, and he knew it was because Demeter, the goddess of the harvest, had made an appearance. He watched the people crowding close to her, but then he searched for the one he truly wished to see. A flash of golden curls caught his eye, and he focused on Persephone because he knew her brother might be near.

  Arion.

  Hades had been unable to stop thinking of the youth, who constantly brought nymphs and mortals alike into the fields near the entrance to the Underworld so he could rut with them. After years of this, Hades could control himself no longer. He wanted Arion for his own, and he would defy Zeus himself to claim him. Young Arion would soon find out what it was like to be fucked by a god.

  “Come,” Hades said to the shadows. “I have a task for you.”

  One of his servants materialized from the darkness, his body made of shadow and his eyes glowing red. “Yes, Lord Hades. What do you desire?”

  Hades turned to the shadow creature and cupped his face in both hands. He closed his eyes and pictured what he wanted. When he opened them, he smiled. The shadowy form had changed and become a slender, lithe youth with blond curls and bright blue eyes. He had full lips and a very large cock. Hades waved his hand and clothed the youth in simple linen garments so he would blend in with the other villagers.

  Pointing to Arion, Hades said, “I want you to seduce him. Tempt him. Entice him away from the others. I wish to see him touch you.”

  “As you wish, Lord Hades.”

  “When the moment is right, I’ll step in.” Hades turned to admire Arion again. “He will soon be your master as well. I intend to take him as my consort.”

  His servant bowed and moved toward the door to the throne room. It wouldn’t take more than a quarter of an hour for the shadow creature to be ferried across the Acheron and walk up to the surface. Until then, Hades had to endure watching Arion flirt with all of the eager young women flocking to him.

  Arion towered over them at six feet tall, and his broad shoulders and muscular build made men clear a path for him, even before they knew who he was. Hades couldn’t wait to have all that power and strength pinned beneath him. Standing nearly seven feet tall and heavily muscled himself, Hades often overwhelmed mortal women and nymphs alike. Not that any of them had ever objected, he thought with a smile.

  Arion laughed as he took a piece of fruit from a young girl, and Hades felt jealousy boiling in his blood as those bright green eyes flashed at another so flirtatiously. Never before had he been jealous or cared that another had touched someone he desired. But he’d awoken hours earlier unable to stand it any longer. Once he had confirmed that Arion was willing to touch another male, Hades would bring Arion to his bed and claim first his body and then his heart.

  * * *

  Arion ran a finger along the girl’s jaw. She rubbed his thigh and beamed at him. “Would you like more wine?” she asked as she caressed his hand and took the empty goblet from him.

  “Yes, my dear, that would be lovely.” He leaned back against the tree and watched her go, and the sway of her hips made him smile. He cast his gaze about and noticed someone watching him, a youth he’d never met before. The young man’s startling blue eyes held desire, and Arion wondered who he might be.

  Arion rose and touched the shoulder of Daniel, the blacksmith’s son. “Who is that?” he asked.

  Daniel looked at him. “I don’t know, but he seems intent on introducing himself.”

  Arion watched the youth approach, and he distanced himself from the others. “Seeking to make the acquaintance of a demigod?”

  The youth licked his full lips. “I watched because you’re so handsome. I had no idea who you were.” He bowed low, looking up through lowered lashes. “Forgive my impertinence.”

  “You’re not from this village. I’m Arion, one of Demeter’s children, and I’d have noticed you before.”

  “My name is Hypno. I’m a traveler.”

  “Are you seeking something in your travels?”

  Hypno let his gaze wander over Arion. “I wasn’t, but now I wonder if the Fates brought me here.”

  “Do you?”

  Hypno nodded. “If you wish to converse more, I’m going to explore the woods.” He sucked in his lower lip. “I would love to have you join me.” He brushed against Arion as he walked away.

  Arion watched him go, and Hypno looked back twice. The young blond had a certain allure, and anyone could see he wished to entice Arion. The maiden from earlier returned with his wine, and Arion took it and smiled down at her. Her adoring smile enchanted him, yet it had been years since he’d had a taste of another man. He’d always feared his mother finding out he enjoyed both sexes equally. Since she was a fertility goddess, she would wish for him to rut with females. She guarded Persephone and tried to keep her pure and chaste, yet Demeter encouraged her sons to spread their seed far and wide.

  “Is there anything else you desire?” the girl asked.

  Arion tried to recall her name. Mirabelle, he thought, but he couldn’t be sure. “No, my dear. Perhaps another time. There is someone I must talk to.” Seeing her disappointment, he took her hand and kissed the palm, even nibbling at her wrist. “Perhaps when they light the fires this evening, I’ll come find you?” Even if he did enjoy himself with Hypno this afternoon, there was no reason to deny himself the joy of sinking into this beautiful girl later.

  “I will look for you,” she whispered back at him.

  He drained his wine and gave her the goblet before heading off into the woods. Arion walked until he came to a clearing, and he found Hypno lying there staring up at the clouds. He sat up when he heard Arion approach.

  “I’m glad I made my desire known,” he said softly. When Arion was close enough, he got to his knees and touched Arion’s thighs, his eyes hot with lust.

  “I may be a little rough. It’s a long time since I enjoyed a male, and I’m quite strong,” Arion said.

  Hypno touched the bulge beneath Arion’s linen pants and then reached for the laces. “I love rough treatment. It’s why I crave the touch of a big, strong
man like you.” He freed Arion’s cock. “And a demigod even? I’m honored to pleasure you.”

  Arion thrust forward a bit as Hypno licked the tip of his cock. The youth had a sweet mouth, and he sucked eagerly. Arion closed his eyes to enjoy Hypno’s ardor, and to his surprise Hypno soon took his entire length down his throat. Arion grabbed hold of his head to fuck his mouth, but he pulled back before coming.

  “Strip,” Arion commanded. “I wish to see and touch you.”

  Hypno obeyed, and then he lay back on the grass, touching his nipples and then his cock, which was almost as large as Arion’s. Licking his lips, Arion went down on his hands and knees atop Hypno. He teased a kiss over Hypno’s lips and then kissed his chest. He licked and bit at one nipple, and Hypno began to moan. Arion pinched both hard nubs before laving each with his tongue. He lowered himself to suck at the youth’s impressive cock. It was eight inches long and thick, and Arion liked how it filled his mouth. But he wanted to feel Hypno’s mouth on him once again.

  Arion moved to the side and slid his cock over Hypno’s lips. “Suck me and make yourself come. I’ll use your seed to ease my entry.”

  Hypno eagerly sucked his cock in again as he stroked himself. He moaned and sighed as if he’d never been so aroused or felt such pleasure. Arion thrust into his hot mouth and caressed his golden curls, even stroked his face.

  “You’re quite beautiful. Perhaps I’ll keep you for a time.” Arion sighed and pushed Hypno’s hand away to bring Hypno to climax himself.

  Hypno arched and moaned even louder, taking every inch of Arion’s cock into his mouth. Arion had to grip his balls to hold on as Hypno came, the youth’s seed shooting up and flowing over his hand. Arion pulled away and scooped up some of the seed, coating his cock with it and then using it to prepare Hypno. Arion grunted as he slid two fingers into Hypno and felt him clench.

  “Tight, but so eager,” Arion said, adding a third finger. “You want my cock badly, don’t you?”

  Hypno nodded, and Arion used more of the cum to slick the hot channel that tightened around his fingers. He pumped himself, ready to enjoy the beautiful man, when thunder crashed around them. Arion turned sharply to look around. No storm clouds could be seen, but he did hear thundering hooves. Arion managed to tuck himself away but had no time to lace his pants. He saw two gray horses with red eyes racing toward him, a chariot behind them. A pale, shirtless figure with long black hair and dark eyes stared at him, smiling.

  Before Hypno could say or do anything, the driver raised a long chain and cast it forward like a whip. The chains wrapped around Arion’s waist, and the driver yanked him close as the chariot came to a halt.

  “Lord Hades?” Arion said on a gasp.

  “You know me? I’m pleased,” Hades said.

  “Of course I know you. What have I done to anger you?” Arion suddenly realized what he might’ve done. “Is the youth yours? Forgive me, I—” He’d turned to look at Hypno, but the youth was gone. A shadowy figure stood there beside him, red eyes glowing just as the horses’ eyes did. His body seemed to be made of smoke, almost transparent, and Arion blinked in confusion.

  Hades jerked on the chain to make Arion look back at him. “He’s a servant, and I sent him here.”

  “Why?” Arion asked as he was yanked into the chariot. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the shadowy specter disappear.

  Hades drew him close, and Arion could feel the god’s cock pressing against him. “You come here, so close to my home, and rut with women. I’d never seen you touch a man and wished to know if you desired them.” Hades ground against Arion. “Now I see you do, I can declare myself and claim you.”

  “What? No! My mother would never stand for it. I can’t go to the Underworld.”

  “Then run away.”

  Arion found he couldn’t break free from Hades’s grasp or loosen the chains holding him. He kept struggling as he said, “If you desire me, I’ll submit here. Then you can sate yourself and let me go. I can’t go down there, please!”

  “I want more than a few moments inside you, my dear Arion. I’m claiming you as my own, as my consort. I’ve watched you so many years and can no longer bear to be without you.” Hades took his mouth in a deep kiss.

  Hades wasn’t rough, but he made it clear that he meant to have his way. He sought to possess Arion and would not give up. Arion tried one last time to plead with him as the kiss broke off.

  “Please, Lord Hades. I love the sun and the forests. I can’t live in the Underworld.”

  “You can, and you will.”

  His lips trembling from fear of what awaited him down below the surface of the earth, Arion asked, “Why me?”

  “I have watched you for years. I’m in love and will no longer be denied. I’m forced to stay below in the shadows, and I can’t do it alone. Not anymore.”

  Arion couldn’t help staring. “These are the first words we’ve exchanged. In love with me? It’s madness.”

  “Is it? Perhaps I’ve dwelled in the shadows too long and need someone to renew my vigor for life. To bring light to my dark world.” His lips took Arion’s again before he whispered, “You’re mine now.”

  Arion continued to struggle as the chariot turned and the horses sped off toward a cave. Arion ducked as they neared the entrance, which looked far too small for them to pass through, and then all was darkness as he slumped against Hades, who refused to loosen his grip.

  * * *

  Hades bore the burden of his unconscious prize gladly. He laid Arion on a long couch near the hearth and waved his hand to ignite the blue flames and light the room. He unchained Arion and caressed his cheek. For far too long he’d ached to actually touch that beautiful face. Arion’s hair was brown, but in the light it reflected reds and golds, all the colors of autumn. He had a strong jawline and elegant features, noble and masculine yet with just a hint of softness. Hades knew the muscles of Arion’s body well, having watched him fuck so many lovers. He ran a hand beneath Arion’s shirt to feel his muscles and the light dusting of hair over his body.

  Arion stirred, and Hades went down on his knees beside the couch. Those beautiful green eyes blinked several times, and Arion looked at him uncertainly. Hades reached to the side table and poured out a goblet of pomegranate juice mixed with wine. He held it to Arion’s lips.

  “Drink. It will restore you. You fainted. It happens often when a living being comes here.”

  Arion obeyed, staring at Hades. He drained half the glass, and Hades smiled. Now even Zeus himself could not take Arion back above ground without Hades’s permission.

  “I’m your prisoner now?” Arion asked, sitting up more and looking around.

  The entire room from floor to ceiling was made of obsidian, as was his entire palace. Candles scattered about the room were alight with flames of various colors, but most of the light came from the large hearth and the heatless fire now blazing there. The furniture was all dark wood, most of it covered in black velvet and silks. Hades wondered if Arion would like more color around him, and he made a mental note to let his new lover know he could change whatever he wished.

  “No, Arion. You’re my guest. And soon, I hope, my lover and consort. Surprised as you might be, I would not take such a step lightly. Being my consort will give you great power. I would not choose one who was unworthy.”

  “Why is it your right to choose? Don’t I have any say in this?”

  “Of course, but I cannot come to you with the freedom I would need to woo you. I need you here with me so I can be near you all the time.”

  Arion stood and moved around the room, touching pieces of furniture and gazing up at the high ceiling. “There are no windows. Is it all darkness outside?”

  “There’s a kind of light, a glow, but of course we can’t see the sun from down here. It’s very similar to your world, though.”

  “I love being near growing, living things. Running in the fields in my other form.”

  Arion had been conceived when his mother an
d Poseidon were both in the forms of horses, so he had the ability to shift to that form any time he chose. “There are fields, flowers and trees. You can transform and run here. I’ve watched you run. You’re a beautiful, noble creature when you change.” When transformed, Arion was a large chestnut stallion, and Hades loved watching him race through the grass.

  “I won’t thrive here. I’ll be unhappy.”

  Hades came forward and pressed Arion against the large cabinet he’d been admiring. “I shall do all in my power to make you happy.” He leaned in for a kiss, but Arion turned his head and denied him.

  “No. You said I’m yours, but that’s not true.” Arion struggled to get out of his arms, but Hades held fast. “Release me, please.”

  “Am I so unattractive to you?” Hades asked.

  * * *

  Arion looked up at Hades. The god stood almost a foot taller than him, and he had thick, lustrous black hair that fell to his waist. His dark eyes held such power in their depths they were quite mesmerizing. He was broad shouldered and muscular. He wore no shirt, only black leather pants. Tattoos of black and silver flames adorned his back and reached up over his shoulders. Dark hair covered his chest, but nothing could conceal his large muscles. Silver rings pierced his nipples, and Arion had found it challenging not to stare at the jewelry. Even without seeing it, he knew Hades had a large cock. He’d felt it pressed against him earlier, and just a glance at his crotch in the snug pants showed that he was well endowed.

  “No, Lord Hades. You’re very appealing. I’d be more than willing to lie with you. But if you truly care for me, you can’t keep me down here, away from nature. Away from my mother and siblings.”

  “You may communicate with them. Visit them at times.”

  “Mother shelters Persephone. She’s never allowed to go anywhere but our village and Mount Olympus. Mother won’t let her have friends or be near men. I’m her only confidant. She’ll be lonely, heartbroken.”