Desperate Housewives of Olympus by DeWylde Saranna

Author:DeWylde, Saranna [DeWylde, Saranna]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Publisher: Sea Goddess Books
Published: 2011-07-23T07:00:00+00:00

HERA

Hera wrinkled her nose. “Really? What a centaurhole. Yeah and then to ask you to call his wife? Dick move.” She snorted with another laugh. “No, I have no idea what’s wrong with him. He what? WHAT? I’m coming.” She snapped her phone off, but stayed put. Partly because she wasn’t hurrying anywhere under Zeus’ command and partly because she wasn’t sure if she could move. Hera hadn’t been able to sit correctly since she’d started this mad affair with Hades. On the one hand, she loved it, or the other, it was hard to keep her feelings compartmentalized.

On second thought, that was a lie. They weren’t compartmentalized. She had feelings for Hades, regardless of what was happening between them or what he felt. She simply had to accept that and get on with the business of living. Hera couldn’t change anything either of them felt; she could only control how she reacted to it.

“What’s happened?” he asked, pushing a damp lock of hair behind her ear.

She leaned into the touch, wanting more of it and less of the rest of the world that would take a sledgehammer to the foundations of their idyll. “Zeus. He’s had some sort of episode at Abstinence’s temple.”

“What kind of episode?” Hades wore a look of concern.

“He passed out and turned all flaky. I guess he didn’t drink his ambrosia. Now, he expects me to come haul his ass home and tend him like a loving wife. It’s not that big a deal.”

“No, Hera. It is a big deal. I’m afraid you do have to help him.”

“Why? I mean, I will help him, but it’ll be on my schedule, damn it.” She wanted to roll over and pull the blankets up over her head.

“Do you want him to die?” he asked quietly.

“He can’t die.” Was that even an option?

“He can. And if you don’t help him, he will.”

How come this was the first she’d heard of this? Hera wanted to say that she didn’t care—that he had it coming for treating her so badly and making her feel like shit. For all of the mortals and gods he’d punished because he didn’t get his way.

“Ye—no.” She slumped down further in the bed. “How do you know what’s wrong with him anyway?”

“I can’t believe he didn’t tell you this. You’ve been married for an eon.”

“Tell me what?” she almost screeched.

“It’s his secret to tell you, Hera. Although, the irony today will amuse you to no end, I’m sure.” Hades smirked at her and moved to dress.

“What are you doing?”

“Coming with you of course.”

“Why?”

“Been doing it all day, why stop now?” He eyed her lasciviously and she felt his appraisal in the throbbing between her thighs.

“Stop that.” Hera shivered.

“Or what? You’ll fuck me again?”

“Yes! It’s gotten to be where I need it like I do ambrosia and taunting me with it doesn’t help.”

“Pleasure on par with ambrosia.” He made a big show of stopping to consider the possibilities. “That’s certainly something to be avoided.” Hades’ voice

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