Hera and Aries have taken over Olympus. The other Gods have one
chance to free Zeus and take his rightful place. However, in order to do so the
other Gods must be willing to sacrifice their freedom for his. They have only a
short time to accomplish this and the stones will lead the way. Twelve keys
will release Zeus from Icarus and those keys are each a mate to the chosen
ones. Each obstacle is a labor Hercules is all too familiar with. Can
they succeed before their time runs out or are they all doomed?
Finding out his mate is a griffin and blind as well does not stop
Hephaestus from pursuing the man. When his mate Timmy discovers that Hera was
behind the attack that killed his family and there are more survivors,
Hephaestus must go and help save the others and keep Timmy alive while doing
it.
Why I wrote Hephaestus
I am a firm believer that beauty is truly from within. I have seen some people that externally are gorgeous but internally they are hideous and to me, that makes them ugly all over. I had always planned that Timmy was going to be blind. However, it was important to me to make sure that at some point he would be able to see. To show people, that blind or not, Hephaestus was beautiful. That if you can see into a person, and that person has a beautiful soul, that to the one they are with, they are beautiful and flawless. Nothing else matters. I really hope that I got that point across in Hephaestus.
STORY EXCERPT
Wyatt and Hephaestus snapped their heads
in the direction of the table to see Theseus on his knees picking up broken
glass as Timmy stood there with his hands on his hips and tapping his foot as
he rumbled, “Would you two knock it the fuck off? I am tired of hearing you
guys argue.”
Theseus stood up and took the broken
glass to the trash and dumped it then returned with a broom and said as he
swept, “I must say that I do agree with your mate Hephaestus. I mean you and
Wyatt have been going at it since we got here.”
Hephaestus huffed and then finally said,
“Theseus, you know how important this is to me.”
“I know, Heph, but arguing is not going
to help anything,” Theseus said as he walked back to the table and sat back
down.
Timmy plopped in his seat as he said in
frustration, “I don’t understand? What is so important to you? You are
confusing me.”
No one said anything for so long that
Timmy started to get antsy. He could tell everyone was staring, but no one was
talking. Finally not being able to take it anymore, Timmy threw up his hands. “What?”
Wyatt walked over to Timmy and knelt
down as he clasped his hands. “Timmy, Zeus has been taken and placed in Icarus
by Hera and Aries.”
“Holy cow!” Gasped Timmy.
“That isn’t all,” Theseus said quietly.
Timmy turned toward Theseus. “Tell me.”
A chair scraped the floor on the other
side of the table and Hephaestus said, “Hera and Aries are not just threatening
taking over Olympus. They are wanting the lands below as well as Poseidon and
Hades realms.”
Timmy was having a hard time breathing
and barely got out, “That can’t happen. They will destroy everyone and
everything in their paths.”
“There is a way to try and release Zeus
from his prison and take back what Hera and Aries are trying to steal,” Theseus
said quietly.
“What?” Timmy asked anxiously.
Hephaestus cleared his throat. “There is
a prophecy written on a scroll. It reads, “Behold the lands of Icarus to thee who has
done wrong to others. There shall be no release unless thee is deemed to be
innocent, by fate, thy sin accused. To give knowledge and salvation unto the
Gods above by the remission of sin twelve of true love must be revealed. Behold
the twelve sent unto all to shine the stone of redemption and release by birth the
chosen.”
“Ok
what does that mean in English?” Timmy snorted sarcastically.
Hesitating
for a moment, Hephaestus said, “It means that twelve Gods were chosen and given
a stone. Then those twelve must find their destined mates and bring them to
Hades to release Zeus. I was one of the chosen, and you, Timmy, are my mate.”
Timmy
sat forward and leaned into the table. “So what you are saying is that you want
to mate with me because a stone told you that you had to in order to release
your father?”
Hephaestus
sat back sharply. “What? No! It means that because my coral stone glowed, I got
to come to the lands below, and in doing so, I get to find my destined mate. It
was fate that decided who got that gift and for some reason I was one of the
blessed.”
Timmy
snorted. “No Hephaestus, you got a raw deal here.”
Hephaestus
scoffed, “No, I didn’t I mean—Come on, look at you. You are sexy as fuck with
your beautiful brush cut blond hair, your chestnut eyes that have the most
amazing coral color mixed in, and you can’t be more than five foot two—perfect
for me to cuddle in my lap as we sit in front of a fireplace and talk about our
future.”
Timmy
knew he had a sappy smile on his face as he listened to his mate talk about him
as if he was a dream come true. Just as he was about to correct him on a couple
of things, he heard Hephaestus say, “You are the one that got screwed.”
Timmy
didn’t say anything at first. He was baffled by what his mate was saying and
finally when there was no elaboration to that, he asked, “Why am I the one that
got screwed?”
Timmy
heard the sadness in Hephaestus’s voice as he said, “Timmy, I walk with a limp,
I have a hunch in my back. My birth mother may have not been right on many
things, but she was right when she said I am ugly.”
“Damn
it, Heph! You are not ugly and there is no damn hunch in your back!” Theseus
growled out in exasperation.
“Yes
there is I—” Heph started to argue and then stopped when Timmy started to
laugh.
Hephaestus
felt a pain in his heart and gut like never before and stood up as he croaked, “I
told you that you got screwed, but to laugh at me is just cruel.”
Timmy
could smell the deep hurt in Hephaestus’s scent and quickly stood up and
yelled, “Stop please!”
When
Timmy heard his mate keep walking, he cried out, “Please Wyatt, stop him.”
Timmy
heard Wyatt run out of the room, and then there was breaking glass and cussing
as Hephaestus was apparently dragged back in the kitchen.
“Hephaestus,
you don’t understand. Just let Timmy explain,” Wyatt said as Timmy looked in
that direction he felt the wind changing and knew that someone was waving their
hand in front of his face.
Theseus
gasped. “By the Gods, you’re blind!”
ADULT EXCERPT
Hephaestus swallowed hard as he tried to
answer. “I work with my hands. I’m a blacksmith. I make weapons with metal and
fire for the Gods.”
“One day I think I would like to be
touching you while you create something. I can feel your muscles tighten and
move with each stoke,” Timmy said in a breathless voice.
Hephaestus pulled Timmy tighter to him,
grinding his hard, weeping cock into his mate as he growled. “You can touch me
anytime, but right now I want to touch and kiss every part of your body and
then I am going to turn you over that bed, put you on your hands and knees, and
plow my shaft into your pulsing hole.”
Timmy’s face became desperate as he
begged, “Please!”
Hephaestus stepped back from Timmy. When
his mate made a desperate cry, Hephaestus ground out, “Baby, I’m not going
anywhere, but I need to get these clothes off right now!”
Timmy unzipped his pants and quickly
brought them down, forgetting he had his shoes on. He would have fallen if
Hephaestus had not caught him and whispered, “Careful, Timmy. I don’t want you
hurting yourself.”
Blushing, Timmy said, “I forgot to take
off my shoes.”
The smile was in Hephaestus’s voice as
he said, “I want you just as desperately, mate. Let me help you out.”
Getting on his knees, Hephaestus helped
remove Timmy’s shoes and socks and then stood back up, about swallowing his own
tongue when Timmy lowered his pants all the way and scooted up the bed,
spreading his legs and grasping his own cock in his hands.
“Oh Gods, you are sexy,” Hephaestus
gasped out.
Timmy’s voice was desperate with need as
he said, “Hurry, Heph!”
Finishing removing his clothing,
Hephaestus climbed over his mate and began to kiss Timmy’s shoulders. He made
his way down to his left nipple and nipped it with his teeth, then licked away
the sting. Hearing Timmy hiss with passion, Hephaestus made his way to the
other nipple and repeated his movements.
Kissing his way down to his mate’s navel,
Hephaestus rolled his tongue in circles a few times and then slid his tongue
even lower.
Timmy spread his legs even wider and
began to raise his hips, but Heph was not about to rush their first time. Holding
Timmy’s hips, he licked the inner crease next to his man’s balls then took
Timmy’s sac into his mouth.
“Heph...Heph...” Timmy sobbed as he
again tried to lift his hips, but Hephaestus held them down as he drove his
nose into his mate’s shaft smelling the glorious muskiness of his mate as he
plundered Timmy’s nut sac.
Humming his pleasures, Hephaestus
slurred once more before raising up slightly and licking the oozing pre-cum
that was making its way down his man’s shaft. “You taste so damn good, my
little mate.”
Terry could only moan and wiggle as he
grabbed Hephaestus’s hair and tried to pull him down to his leaking shaft for more
loving. Heph, not wanting to disappoint his man, took Timmy up on his offer and
wrapped his lips around Timmy’s cockhead and slowly lowered down his mate’s
hard, leaking shaft.
Taking his tongue on the underside of
that long, pulsing vein, Heph played with the underside of the cockhead, making
Timmy squeal. His mate’s responses were more than Heph could hope for and his
own cock jumped in response and grew harder to the point of pain.
Hephaestus pumped his hips, enjoying the
friction of the comforter on his aching shaft as he moved his mouth up and down
Timmy’s shaft.
“Heph...I need...I need...” Timmy tried
to talk, but to Hephaestus’s joy and contentment he couldn’t finish his
sentence as Heph increased the suction on his man’s shaft.
Then Timmy started chanting, “I’m gonna come...I’m
gonna come...”
Hephaestus wanted just that so he took
his finger and began to circle Timmy’s hole and gently pushed in as he
increased the suction and tongue strokes until he heard Timmy scream and tasted
the salty taste of his mate cross his tongue.
Continuing to suckle his mate as Timmy
softened within his mouth, Heph allowed Timmy to slip from his lips as he tried
to catch his own breath as he moved from the wet spot he himself had made when
Timmy had found his own release.
Patting Timmy on the hip, he softly
said, “Turn over mate and present yourself to me.”
Timmy turned over and got on his hands
and knees. Raising his ass in the air, Hephaestus felt his cock coming back to
life as he looked at his man’s pulsating hole.
Leaning over his mate, Hephaestus kissed
Timmy’s shoulder and then licked and nipped his way down his spine. Then he
said in a hushed tone, “I am going to stretch you, Timmy, and when I know you’re
ready for me, I am going to take my hard cock and push into your hole and bring
us to completion. When that happens, we will be mates for life. Do you still
want to be my mate?”
