Luka
I can't help but sigh, relieved that things went over so smoothly. When Aphelion mentioned he'd seen Lilith, I thought Katrina was going to lose it. Luckily when I explained the entire situation, she seemed to ease back on her anger a little bit; but at least what remained wasn't directed at Aphelion.
"But I can think of a way for you to help me ease my anger." Katrina winks, her tone sultry.
My little minx, her appetite is insatiable. Unfortunately, tonight I won't be able to participate. Samel and I need to talk about...well, everything.
"And what would you have in mind, Kitten?" Miles asks, leaning across Aphelion and prowling towards her.
I find it hilarious that Miles calls her Kitten. He's more feline than he is; sometimes, the way he stalks her reminds me of a predator hunting down its prey. He's the Lion, King of Beasts, and she's a lamb begging to be devoured. And just like that, I'm pinching a tent; I adjust myself, clearing my throat. "Can we put this on pause for just a minute?" Audible groans are heard all around, and Katrina shifts in my lap, likely having felt my growing erection in her back, "There's something else I need to say, and then you all can resume your activities."
Katrina perks up, batting Miles' mouth away from her throat, turning to me, her attention on me. My adam's apple bobs and I swallow; when her eyes pierce mine, it always sends a chill down my body, my blood pressure heightening, and the darkness inside me swirling. Since the first time we met, I've always been this affected by her, and instead of growing weaker, the more time we spend together, it seems to be amplifying. A part of me is curious to find out if it's the dark energy inside of me growing stronger, but the other much larger part is too worried to take that chance. So I push the feeling aside and clear my throat.
"Hades knows about Samael and I."
Everyone looks worried until Samael chimes in that Hades has accepted our pairing, their faces overcome with relief. "He's also abdicating the throne and handing me the keys to the castle. I'll be the new King of the Underworld."
Katrina looks proud, and Samael's cousins look shocked, even Miles' whose father seems the most likely to give up his chair...actually, scratch that. Ares is probably the least likely of the fathers to abdicate. He's too controlling in certain aspects, wanting everything to run perfectly, which is understandable since he's in charge of all human life, and if he messes one thing up, it could lead to World War III. At least he has good reason. Posiedon and Zeus are just power-hungry.
"Wow... that's... I don't even know what to say; congrats, Dude." Miles says, clapping Samael on the back in a bro hug, squishing Katrina and me between them.
"I know, I was surprised myself. After the blowout about Luka and then the heart-to-heart, he told me that he basically said he isn't fit to be a ruler any more, and he should've passed the torch down a while ago since I've been basically ruling the Kingdom before High School even ended."
"So... Now that Hades knows about you two, what's the plan there?" Katrina asks, looking at Samael and then at me.
"Err...Not sure yet. We haven't really talked about it. I wanted to do that tonight. I'm considering dropping all the facades and revealing that I'm fated to both of you. As well as officially claiming the throne to Tartarus."
"So you want to reveal your entire hand?" Miles asks. I can tell his brain is churning, thinking over possible scenarios.
"Well, that's the thought, but I need to discuss things more in-depth with Samael, but before I do, I wanted to make sure you're all okay with this if I do."
"It's always been your choice to reveal that you're the King of Tartarus," Miles replies, "And that divulgence will make people automatically assume you're fated to Katrina."
"And I've already told you that I'm okay with people knowing about us. We just decided to keep it hush-hush because of your career." Katrina smiles, adding with a wink, "But whatever you want to do, I'll support you, Professor Sexy."
Beckett and Aphelion nod in agreement, and I feel some stress lift from my shoulders.
"Alrighty, then you all can resume your shenanigans."
Samael stands, and I let Miles wrap Katrina in his arms before I push myself up and away from her.
"I'm assuming you want to talk to me in private?" He asks, smiling, his eyes swirling with temptation, making me think talking isn't what he has in mind.
"Only if you promise to behave." I scold, following him back to the room.
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