Evadne jolted, stunned to find herself no longer in the entertainment room with Hades, but instead standing in a long, dim hallway cloaked in shadows.
"What the hell…?" she whispered, heart racing. "What happened? Did I fall asleep? Is this a dream memory?"
But no, something about this was different. Too vivid. Too real. She had just been teasing Hades a few minutes ago, playfully scolding him to not be over the top. She didn't feel the usual drowsiness that came with slipping into a memory, nor the distant fog that blurred the edges of dreams.
Then came the voices.
"Are we really going to leave him alone?" a deep, strained voice echoed through the corridor. "Father is going to cast him into the dark."
Evadne spun toward the sound, and froze.
Her eyes widened, mouth parting slightly in disbelief as she stared at the two men down the hallway.
Hades. Casadin.
But not as she knew them.
They looked… older. Maybe in their early thirties, more mature, their features sharper, more defined, yet unmistakably them. She would recognize them anywhere, no matter the time, the form, the lifetime.
They were shirtless, clad only in skin-tight, black leather-like pants that hugged their muscled frames. Every line of their bodies spoke of power, sculpted eight-pack abs, lean torsos hardened by combat, and raw strength pulsing just beneath the skin.
Not the exaggerated, bulging kind. No. These bodies were refined. Precise. Like warriors bred for divine war.
Evadne swallowed hard.
And cursed herself the moment a traitorous thought slipped into her head.
"What would it feel like… to be caught between those bodies?"
"Vee!" she scolded herself internally. "Why are you thinking like this right now?!"
"I don't want to leave him either," older Casadin murmured, his tone low and heavy with guilt. "But this is what he asked of us. I just hope… he truly knows what he's doing."
Are they part of my past life? Evadne wondered, her breath catching as a strange force pulled her forward, like she was floating, gliding through the hallway behind them, unseen and weightless. She tried to stop herself, to will her body back, but it was like she was trapped in this memory… or vision… or something else entirely.
They stopped at a grand archway that opened into a field of twilight. No sunlight greeted them. The sky was an eerie blue-gray, as if the world had forgotten how to wake.
Evadne turned toward the massive doors behind them. They were closed tight. What lay beyond them, she had no idea, but her instincts screamed that whatever it was… it mattered.
The two men stared at the doors for a moment longer, then looked at each other.
No words were exchanged.
They simply nodded.
And then, in a flash, older Hades was blindfolded with a black cloth that shimmered like obsidian silk. Casadin reached out, gripping his wrist gently.
That's when Evadne saw it.
Wings.
Massive, majestic wings burst from their backs, sudden and commanding, arching wide across the space.
But they weren't ordinary.
Casadin's left wing was pitch black. His right, pure white. Ethereal.
Hades had the same wings, but reversed. Left white, right black.
They were mirror images of each other.
Angels. Or something worse, Evadne thought, her pulse quickening. Her throat tightened at the sight. They weren't beautiful in a soft, holy way. They were powerful. Dangerous. Celestial and infernal at once.
And then, with no words spoken, they leapt.
The wind howled as they took flight, soaring into the sky. The air shimmered with magic, the world bending around their presence as they headed toward a distant islet surrounded by nothing but fog and cold.
When they landed, their wings vanished.
Hades's blindfold was removed.
This time, it was Casadin who stood still, now blindfolded in turn.
A box appeared in Hades's hands, materializing out of thin air. Evadne blinked in surprise, stepping closer, though neither of them noticed her. She might as well have been a ghost.
The box was small, simple, and carved from dark wood, its surface etched with two symbols, a heart… and a flame.
It looked ordinary. But the weight of it… the feeling it carried made her skin prickle.
Hades stepped forward. Slowly, deliberately, he began to trace the air with his hands, forming intricate sigils with his fingers. The ground responded, rippling beneath him. Soil twisted and turned, rising to form a stone pedestal, rough and ancient.
A compartment opened at the center of the stone, just the size of the box.
Hades placed it inside.
Then, with another series of swift gestures, he sealed it. The stone closed over it like a vault.
And then the ground swallowed it whole.
"It's done," Hades said quietly.
Casadin's blindfold was removed.
They locked eyes.
And for a moment, only a moment, they smiled.
But it was a sad smile.
Heavy with the kind of pain only ancient souls could understand.
"Well," Casadin said softly. "This is it. This is where we depart."
"This is where we depart," Hades echoed.
They pulled each other into a tight embrace, one that didn't feel like a simple goodbye. It felt… final.
And then, steel flashed.
Two blades appeared in their hands, summoned from the air like magic.
And without hesitation, they stabbed each other in the back. Like this betrayal had already been agreed upon.
"Goodbye, brother."
Hades smiled, their foreheads gently pressed together.
"Until we meet again, brother," Casadin replied, voice calm but heavy with finality.
And then, their bodies dissolved, black and white smoke swirling into the air like two souls returning to the void.
Evadne could only cover her mouth, her chest tightening as tears spilled freely down her cheeks. She stared at the dissipating smoke, unable to breathe through the ache in her throat.
"And then I woke up after that," Evadne whispered, her voice soft, dreamy.
Her upper body was reclined against Hades's chest, his arm wrapped lazily around her, while her legs were draped over Casadin's waist. Casadin's fingers traced lazy, teasing circles along her thigh.
"So we were angels in our past lives?" Hades asked, confused, idly twirling a strand of Evadne's hair between his fingers.
"I think so?" Evadne replied, uncertain, her brows furrowing slightly.
"An angel with eight-pack abs?" Casadin suddenly lifted his shirt, revealing his toned torso. He frowned, inspecting himself.
"Shit. I only have six right now. I need to get back to the gym."
Without hesitation, Evadne pressed one foot against Casadin's cheek, scowling.
"Of all the things I said, that's what stuck with you?! The abs?!"
"Of course. I know my priorities."
Casadin grinned, his usual smug charm infuriatingly intact.
Evadne groaned. Casadin caught her foot, pulled it closer, and bit her calf playfully.
"Aah, Cas! That hurts!" she whined, pouting.
Without warning, Casadin sat up and leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
"Sorry, Princess. Don't worry… I'll ease the pain."
Before she could ask what he meant, he brought her leg back up, and licked the bite mark slowly, sensually, his tongue gliding over her skin while his eyes locked onto hers.
Evadne gasped, her breath hitching. Her cheeks flushed red as the heat in her body began to spread uncontrollably.
"Cas…" she moaned, her lips parting slightly as she bit down to stifle another sound.
"Yes, Princess?" he asked innocently, eyes gleaming with mischief.
He leaned down again and bit her other calf, earning a sharp hiss from her, and followed it with a slower, deeper lick over the mark, soothing the sting with warm wetness.
Then his mouth didn't stop.
The kisses and licks trailed up her calves… her knees… her thighs.
Too much, Evadne thought. She tried to speak, to say stop, or maybe not now, but the words died in her throat the moment Hades's lips met hers.
He gently turned her face to him and kissed her, possessive, deep, and hungry. His other hand slipped beneath her shirt to cup her breast, his thumb brushing across her nipple, sending sparks down her spine.
Casadin's lips had already reached her inner thigh, his breath hot and deliberate against her skin. Only her silk shorts separated her now from his mouth. He paused just an inch from her core, and without a word, licked the soft, sensitive flesh there, then sank his teeth into her thigh.
She arched her back, a sharp gasp escaping between Hades's kisses, the bite igniting a pulse between her legs. Her silk shorts were dampening fast.
Still, Hades didn't stop kissing her. His mouth claimed her over and over again, tongue dancing with hers, swallowing her moans. He pressed into her chest, his touches becoming firmer, more desperate.
The moment she pulled away to catch her breath, another gasp tore from her throat, Casadin's tongue had touched her core on top of her shorts.
She looked down, dazed, lips parted.
He was watching her.
Hands on her hips, fingers hooked into the waistband.
Evadne bit her lip, lifting her lower body just enough to let him pull them down.
He took off her shorts and panties in one smooth motion, tossing them aside, and spread her legs wider. Then without pause, his mouth returned, this time directly on her core.
He licked her folds slowly, tasting her, teasing her. His tongue circled her clit, then sucked it, drawing out a trembling moan from her lips.
She could barely think.
Between Hades's hand kneading her breast and Casadin's mouth devouring her below, she was unraveling. But through the haze of pleasure, she turned her head toward the bedroom door.
"The door… ahhnn, " she moaned, her voice cracking.
"It's locked, baby," Hades said reassuringly, now sitting beside her fully, brushing his lips along her jaw.
"Princess, let me move you a little," Casadin said in a low, husky voice.
Before she could answer, he gripped her waist and pulled her down gently, closer to the edge of the bed, perfectly positioned. Evadne clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her cry.
Casadin's mouth resumed its work, unrelenting and masterful. His tongue slid in and out of her, then back to her clit, flicking, sucking, devouring. He moaned against her, the vibrations pushing her even closer to the edge.
Hades leaned in, his kisses trailing lower from Evadne's jaw to the soft curve of her neck. His hands slid under her top, slowly lifting it until he pulled it over her head and tossed it aside.
Then his mouth descended, claiming one of her breasts, tongue swirling around the peak until it hardened under his lips. Evadne clenched the sheets, trying her best to stifle the cries rising in her throat. But it was nearly impossible, not with Casadin between her thighs and Hades teasing her breasts with such aching precision.
For a brief moment, Hades pulled away. With urgency in his movements, he stood and stripped off his uniform in one fluid motion, until nothing remained but his socks. His body was lean, sculpted, and already fully aroused.
"Baby, I need you," he murmured as he reached for her hand, guiding it toward the rigid length of his shaft. Her fingers wrapped around it instinctively.
Evadne was sprawled across the edge of the bed, legs wide open for Casadin, while Hades stood beside her, eyes dark and wild.
Without a word, she tilted forward and took Hades into her mouth, the heat and hardness of him making her moan around his length.
Hades exhaled a sharp breath. One hand tangled in her hair as he held her head in place, pushing gently, making her take more of him.
"Fuck, baby…" he groaned, watching her. "Look at you, taking all of me…"
Her eyes watered slightly as she worked him with her mouth, taking him almost to the base, her tongue wrapping around him, her lips slick and swollen.
Meanwhile, between her legs, Casadin wasn't stopping. His tongue plunged deep into her, relentless, licking, swirling, teasing her clit, tasting every drop of her arousal. He could feel her walls clench around him with every flick of his tongue.
And then, it hit her.
Evadne's body trembled violently. She moaned around Hades as the first wave of orgasm surged through her. Her legs locked tight around Casadin's shoulders, her cries muffled by Hades's shaft still in her mouth.
Casadin didn't stop. He groaned, savoring her as he drank every drop of her release, licking her thoroughly, greedily.
And then he couldn't wait anymore.
Still fully clothed, Casadin only unzipped his pants, releasing his painfully hard erection. He aligned himself to her slick entrance, and in one hard, desperate thrust, he sank into her fully.
"Oh god, Princess, fuck!" he groaned, his voice breaking as her warmth swallowed him.
"Cas, I just came, " Evadne gasped, her body still quivering from the aftershocks, now overwhelmed as he pushed deep inside her.
"I know, Princess… and you're still so tight, even when you're dripping like this… fuck."
His control snapped.
He started moving, thrusting in and out of her with rough, unrelenting force. Her body jerked with every movement, the bed creaking beneath them. He gripped her hips, pulling her into each punishing stroke.
"Cas… you're too rough! Aahhh!" she cried out, pleasure twisting with pain in the most maddening way. Her legs trembled, her walls tightening around him again as another orgasm built far too soon.
She tried to glance at Hades beside her, but found him gone.
She barely had time to protest when she saw him walk back, phone in hand.
He returned to the bed and knelt beside her, brushing a soft kiss to her lips. Then, with a wicked smile, he tilted the screen of his phone toward her, tapping it to start a video recording.
"How about you ride Casadin, baby?" Hades asked, his voice low, almost teasing.
The phone was now pointed at her flushed, glistening face, her body still trembling as Casadin continued to move inside her.
"Do you want that? Want to let me film how beautiful you look while he's inside you?" He asked again, camera capturing every detail.
Evadne bit her lip, then looked down at Casadin who was staring up at her like she was a goddess descending.
"Yes," she whispered, barely audible, but enough to make Casadin smirk darkly.
Casadin smirked, satisfied. He paused only long enough to shift, climbing up the bed and leaning back against the headboard, legs parted, cock standing slick and proud. His hand extended, beckoning her forward.
Evadne's legs trembled, knees weak from pleasure, but she crawled toward him, guided by lust, flushed skin glowing.
Hades followed, recording every delicious movement, her glistening thighs, her flushed chest, the way her hair clung to her damp skin.
"You look so hot dripping like that, baby," Hades murmured, focusing the lens on her glistening folds as she positioned herself over Casadin's length.
Then, with one hand gripping his shaft, she sank down onto him inch by inch, her mouth falling open in a silent moan.
Casadin groaned deep, head falling back as her heat enveloped him again. His hands flew to her hips, helping her grind. Hades kept the camera trained between her legs, capturing every wet glide, every moan, every twitch.
Their rhythm quickened.
Evadne began to ride Casadin in earnest, her head thrown back, her moans uncontrolled. Hades couldn't help it anymore, he wrapped one hand around his own shaft, stroking himself in time with their rhythm, curses falling from his lips as he watched the obscene, perfect sight in front of him.
Hades adjusted the phone on the nightstand, carefully angling it to capture all three of them, every motion, every sound, every second of what they were doing together. Satisfied with the placement, he returned to the bed, kneeling behind Evadne as she continued to ride Casadin.
Her body moved with urgency, hips rolling in a desperate rhythm that made both men watch her with hunger. Her hair clung to her back in damp waves, and Hades gently brushed it over one shoulder to bare the delicate line of her neck.
They could both tell, she was close again.
Then, in perfect synchrony, Hades leaned in and bit into her shoulder from behind, while Casadin lowered his mouth and marked the underside of her breast with his own bite. The dual sensation sent Evadne into another trembling release, her cries echoing in the room as her body shuddered violently.
Casadin hissed, her pulsing tightness nearly breaking his control. So close. But he held on, barely.
Before Evadne could even catch her breath, she found herself flipped onto all fours. Her face was pressed near Casadin's stomach, and she barely had time to gasp before she felt Hades thrust into her from behind, deep, hot, and sudden.
"Ahhh!" Evadne cried out, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
Hades gripped her hair, pulling her head back so she was forced to look at Casadin, his face now wild with lust, eyes dark and burning.
Then Hades began to move.
Fast. Brutal. Each thrust hit so deep, so hard, Evadne could barely hold herself up.
"S-So fast!" she gasped, her voice cracking, tears already brimming in her eyes from the overwhelming sensation.
Casadin cupped her face between his hands, his thumbs wiping away the fresh tears before he pulled her into a deep, hungry kiss. Then his hands slid down, fingers wrapping gently around her throat.
He applied just enough pressure to make her breath catch. Her cheeks flushed red, eyes widening at the sensation. Her lips parted in a silent moan as Hades cursed behind her.
"F-Fuck!" Hades growled, losing himself in the way she clenched around him every time Casadin tightened his grip.
Casadin hissed too, stunned by how achingly beautiful she looked, this woman who always held such power and confidence now trembling, obedient, and utterly ravished between them.
Hades released her hair and gripped her hips instead, slamming into her with feverish need. Her dripping core welcomed him eagerly, tightening despite how wet she was, her body giving and yet impossibly greedy.
Casadin let go of her throat for a moment, giving her room to breathe. As soon as she inhaled and leaned toward him to take him into her mouth, he gripped her neck again.
The control. The dominance. It drove her crazy.
He did it again. And again.
Each time he tightened his fingers around her throat, her walls clamped down on Hades, forcing a groan from his lips.
"F-Fuck, Princess… I can't, can't hold it anymore…" Casadin warned, his voice broken by pleasure.
Without hesitation, Evadne took him in her mouth, her head bobbing up and down while she moaned with every deep thrust Hades gave from behind. Her spine arched, her arms trembling as she bent lower, desperately accommodating both men at once. Her mouth, her core, they claimed her completely.
"Princess!" Casadin cried out as he came, hot pulses spilling into her throat.
At the exact moment his seed touched her tongue, her body tensed, another orgasm ripping through her, and she clenched around Hades so hard he cursed and finally lost control.
With a groan that trembled from his chest, Hades emptied himself inside her, burying deep as he released into her trembling body.
Evadne swallowed every drop from Casadin, not letting a single bit go to waste. Then, like a tease, she pulled back slightly and opened her mouth, showing him, clean, empty, satisfied.
"I think I'm full enough for dinner," she whispered with a faint, breathless smile, making Casadin chuckle through his haze of afterglow.
Hades, panting and still inside her, reached for the phone again. It was still recording. He shifted the angle and focused it on Evadne's core, red, used, glistening with the mix of their releases, and him easing out of her with a pop.
"Push it all out, baby," he told her, voice low and commanding.
Still on all fours, Evadne turned her head, looking back at him with dazed eyes. And then, obediently, she let go.
She whimpered, biting her lower lip as she felt it, the slow, warm drip of their combined release sliding out of her and down her thighs, so much that even she gasped softly at the sensation.
"You came too much…" she murmured, her voice weak with exhaustion and satisfaction.
She collapsed forward, resting her head on Casadin's thigh. He gently stroked her hair, peppering soft kisses along her temple.
"That was perfect, baby," Hades murmured, tapping the screen to end the recording. "Perfect. Like award-winning cinematography."
He leaned down and kissed her lips, slow, lingering, before placing the phone beside Evadne and stepping off the bed to head toward her bathroom.
It was actually the first time Hades had seen her private space. The bathroom, like the rest of her room, was sleek and immaculate, tones of cream and gold glinting softly under the light. Clean. Luxurious. Sharp and elegant.
Just like Evadne.
He grabbed a clean face towel, found a small basin, filled it with water, and returned quietly to the bedroom.
"Ugh. I look so ugly there," Evadne groaned, her cheek resting on Casadin's chest as they replayed the video they'd just recorded. Her skin was still flushed, body boneless and glowing.
"No, you're not. You looked divine, Princess," Casadin replied without hesitation, one hand holding the phone and the other lazily caressing her exposed backside.
"Divine? My eyes were practically rolling back into my skull. I looked possessed."
"You were possessed," Casadin replied smugly. "By my hard cock."
"You're insane!" Evadne laughed, swatting him lightly.
"Baby, roll over," came Hades's calm voice as he set the basin down at the side of the bed. Evadne obeyed without protest, shifting her body to lie flat. Hades opened her mini fridge, grabbed a can of lime soda, popped the tab, and handed it to her before sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully parting her legs and beginning to clean her up with the warm cloth.
"Hey," Casadin called, eyes still on the screen, "you have a message from Gran. She says dinner's at Aureum tonight."
He handed Hades back the phone after successfully transferring the video to his own device.
"I've never dined at Aureum," Evadne said, sipping the soda before handing it to Casadin, who took a swig and passed it back.
"It's all that fine dining crap, Princess," Casadin scoffed. "Portions are tiny, you'll be starving after the appetizer. Plus, it's all healthy stuff. Perfect for this moron over here who panics at the thought of cholesterol."
"It's called being healthy, asshole," Hades retorted while typing a reply to his mother. "Our body is a temple, which means we only put clean, nourishing food in it."
Casadin's grin widened with mischief as he looked at Evadne. "Well, it's a good thing what you swallowed earlier was pure protein, Princess. Still counts as clean and healthy."
Evadne choked mid-sip and instantly spat the soda straight toward Hades, who blinked as the liquid dripped down his face.
"You're crazy!" she shrieked, laughing, eyes wide in mock outrage as Casadin burst into laughter.
"Baby!" Hades deadpanned, holding out his arms and showing her the soda dripping down his cheeks and chest.
"Sorry!" Evadne quickly sat up, climbed into his lap, and cupped his face. Without hesitation, she licked the soda off his jawline and cheek, drawing a hiss of breath from him.
"Cas! This is all your fault!" she scolded, glancing over her shoulder with a pout before pressing a kiss to Hades's lips. "I said I was sorry…" she added sweetly.
"Hey, I'm not wrong," Casadin said with a grin, grabbing the soda and finishing it. "Anyway, I'm gonna shower. Think about what dinner you actually want, and I'll sneak it to you later."
Evadne stuck her tongue out at him before turning to wrap her arms around Hades, kneeling beside him.
"How about you come with me for dinner, baby?" Hades asked, trailing kisses along her jaw.
"I'm on a hunger strike, remember?" she rolled her eyes.
"Pretty sure it'll be hard to convince your Mommy and Daddy about that," Hades muttered, brushing his fingers through her hair. "So here's the plan, come with me tonight… and then throw a tantrum at the table. Maybe cry a little. A few tears and dramatics in front of Mom and Dad, and I guarantee they'll beg your father to let you go back to the immersion."
Evadne blinked… then smirked.
"You're evil."
"I know."