3. War

" C ome on, Frank, a haunted graveyard with a metal fence and fog will knock the socks off the guests." He thinks that he is the only one that knows how to party, but I'm putting in my two cents.

"They are overdone, we need more originality, more flair. Leave it to me, it's only a day till Halloween. I got this. Almost all of it is set," he says as the ding of the elevator goes off.

"I'm back," Pyro announces, "and I brought a pretty little something with me."

Frank and I both turn when we hear his voice, and then we are running to her like the idiots we are. I get there a second before my brother and wrap her in my arms. Gods, she smells like heaven—death and brimstone are two of my favorite things. My dick is hard just from her scent.

"I've missed you," I tell her, placing a kiss on her forehead, then her lips.

"Stop hogging her, War. She's not here for just you," Frank whines.

Reluctantly, I release her. "How'd you get her to come for a visit?"

"Halloween. She hasn't ever celebrated, and I thought one of our parties was just what she needed to see. I mean, we throw the best party in town," Pyro says, hitting me in the chest.

"Yes, I'm excited to see and help plan the party. The last one I attended wasn't a party; there were innocent women burned at the stake. Not really lively," Hades comments as Frank unwinds himself from her.

I thought seeing her with my brothers would upset me more, but when we all agreed to share, something inside clicked. Strange how love works .

"Well, you'll have to sweet-talk Frank to get what you want. He thinks that he is the god of Halloween here. He won't even consider any of my ideas," I complain.

"I'm sure I can think of a way or two to talk him into what I want." She smirks. "Where's Drevi?"

"That workaholic? In his office, over the casino floor," I tell her. "Want me to take you to say hello?"

"I'd like that, then Frank and I can get down to party planning."

With that grin on her face, I wonder if she means party or something else.

"I need to go check on the pool and let them know I'm back. Frank will be here plotting ways to get you naked when you return, Hades." Pyro chuckles as he heads back into the elevator.

"He's not wrong," Frank pipes in.

"Come on, Hades, I have a few thoughts on that topic, maybe in the elevator?" I raise an eyebrow at her as I take her hand .

"That would be a memorable ride," she replies.

Pyro holds the doors open, waiting for us. I reach in and hit the close button.

"We will catch the next one." I wink at my brother.

He smirks and gives me a thumbs-up as the door seals him in.

"We could've ridden down with Pyro," Hades comments.

I turn to her and say, "If we did that, how would I have you to myself? I don't mind you're with them, too, but I need you all to myself sometimes."

She smiles and says, "I'd like that."

Reaching out, I push the button to call the elevator back. "How are things in the Underworld?"

"You know, dead people, not much going on. Most of the souls already know their fate, so not much drama there. But I did walk in on Lainie and Seph kissing." She shudders.

"Did you explode? Man, I wish I could've seen that."

"A little on Seph, but I'm happy that Lainie found someone, even if it has to be him." She shrugs. "Since finding you and your brothers, my temper has chilled out."

Ding. The elevator is back.

"Ready, my love?" I smile and offer her my arm. She takes it, and we get in.

"Frank, tell the front office to ignore the emergency stop on our elevator," I yell to him as the doors close.

"Oh, you naughty boy," Hades comments, playfully slapping my chest.

"You really think that I wasn't going to welcome you back properly? This was a way to get you alone and all to myself." I smirk.

With nimble fingers, she unbuttons my shirt, sliding it off my shoulder, but making as much contact with my skin as she can. She robs me of the privilege of undressing her as she snaps her fingers, and she stands bare in front of me.

"No fair," I complain. "So, can you, um, change back to your blue skin?"

"You like that, huh?"

"I do." I nod.

She obliges and runs her hands from her head to her feet, her body turning that beautiful shade of pale blue.

"Fuck," I moan as I take her in.

"You prefer this color?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.

I gulp, speechless as she undoes my pants.

She reaches up on her tiptoes and crushes her lips to mine, her kisses greedy, and I lift her up as she wraps her legs around my hips.