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Paranormal Erotic Romance

Bondage

Hephaestus Lays Down the Law

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published by Tease Publishing

ebook isbn:  978-1607670247

paperback isbn:  978-1607670254

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For long periods of time he worked over a roaring fire.  There were certain limitations in what he did, and because he didn’t like being uncomfortable while there in the forge, he chose to wear only a heavy leather apron to protect his flesh from flying sparks and out of control flames.  Sweat covering his bare body became both his nemesis and a lure.  The down side was the slickness made it difficult to hold onto whatever he was working on.  On the other side, the physical labor his work required had made his body well-muscled. 

In the beginning of their relationship, he often caught his wife watching him work with lust in her gaze.  These incidents had usually led to wild sex games they both enjoyed.  Now, she only stopped by the forge not to admire his fit physique, but to apologize for fucking another man. 

It was all so infuriating.  Why did she do this to him?  Didn’t she find him appealing anymore?  It certainly seemed as if she liked him well enough whenever they were together, although that wasn’t nearly as often as he’d like.  Up until now, he hadn’t thought about being unhappy in his marriage.  Despite his misshapen leg that caused others to cringe, she’d married him, and freely came to his bed where there was always pleasure for them both.  Surely these weren’t the actions of someone who didn’t enjoy what they had together. 

With one last hit, he’d finished making the thunderbolt shape, and plunged it into a vat of cold water.  Steam and a sizzling hiss filled the air around him.  This final step would set its unique character before he added the fire element.  Later it would be up to his three assistants to insert the thunder, lightning, and intensity, bringing them together in each piece of metal, becoming a perfect thunderbolt for Zeus to throw. 

Hephaestus saw nothing wrong with being a calm, good natured, type of person.  Anger didn’t get him anywhere.  Besides, he was too big and powerful to allow rage to rule his emotions.  Someone with his strength could easily hurt another, permanently.  While he made things that killed and maimed, he wouldn’t do it personally.

Since his difficult childhood, he focused on keeping his emotions in check.  Up until now, it had been easy for him to do.  Without any warning, the grip he had on his more volatile feelings started to loosen.  He grabbed his stick, used it to knock a stool out of his way, and started pacing the workshop.  Circling pits full of roaring fires and lengths of various raw materials, he knew they were ready to be changed into something useful, except his mind was firmly settled on his wife, Aphrodite. 

This was the last straw in their relationship.  No longer would he stand by while she played these games.  Not with him.  He was tired of them and how they made him feel, useless and lacking in the sex department.  From the first incident between her and a mortal man of all things, having sex by some river, he’d put up with her extramarital activities. 

Well, no longer.