Page 29 of Underworld

There’s a tilt to my lips as I respond, “You were horrible to play with as a kid. You had no clue how to have fun. Has that changed, Jace?”

His eyes darken with lust as he teases, “So you want to have fun, do you?”

My tongue darts out to moisten my lips, and I watch his eyes follow the movement. “If you don’t want to have fun with me, I can always go find Alec and Howe. They will always play with me.”

I squeal when I’m suddenly flipped onto my back, and Jace hovers above me. He slams his lips to mine, and I groan in pleasure. He hungrily kisses me as he grinds his cock against my clit. I gasp when he pulls away. He looks down at me with a satisfied smirk and says, “You shouldn’t tease the ruler of the Underworld, Princess.”

I slide my fingers into his jet-black hair and tug roughly. He lets out a groan as I smirk up at him. “You shouldn’t tease the Queen of the Underworld, Little Prince.”

He growls as he sits up and rips off my underwear. When had I gotten undressed? I could have sworn I was dressed when I went to bed. I must have been too sleepy to realize he had stripped me out of my clothes.

He slides the cups of my bra up and massages my breasts. My back bows into his touch, and I moan. I impatiently slide my hands down his body, trying to get his underwear off, but he jumps off the bed and rips them off before I can.

Holy. Fuck. His dick is pierced. His extremely-hard dick stands tall, proudly showing off his four piercings. I think the piercing is called a Jacob's Ladder. “Your dick is pierced,” I comment helpfully.

He smirks as he jumps back onto the bed. “It is.”

“Didn’t that fucking hurt?” I ask curiously.

He arches a surprised brow. “Are we seriously discussing this right now?”

“It’s a serious question!” He rolls his eyes and grinds against my clit again. My mind blanks, and I moan loudly. “Nevermind. Not important.”

“That’s what I thought.” He snickers, then bends down and captures one of my nipples with his mouth.

Tangling my fingers in his hair, I lie there panting. His fingers slowly glide down my belly until his hand is between his dick and my clit, then he rubs the nub slowly. I groan, and my fingers tighten in his hair.

He switches to my other nipple as he shifts his hand to push a finger into my cunt. Fuck! Fuck! That feels amazing! He pumps slowly as he inserts another finger. He cups his hand in just the right way so that the top of his palm is rubbing against my clit.

“Faster,” I pant. I can feel my body tightening already.

He doesn’t do what I want, though. Instead, he inserts another finger, slowly pumping into me while rubbing my clit. Then he bites down hard on my nipple, and I instantly combust.

I didn’t realize I had closed my eyes, but when I open them, I find Jace pulling away and sliding his fingers out of my dripping cunt. He stares into my eyes for a moment, then sticks his tongue out to show off the skull ball on his tongue. He gives me a naughty smirk and wraps his tongue around his fingers that were inside of me, sucking away the evidence of my orgasms.

Fucking hell. Who knew that was fucking sexy. I continue to watch, panting with my growing need.

He grins down at me and teasingly asks, “Do you want something more, Princess?”

Growling, I can’t stop myself from demanding, “Fuck me like you missed me, Hades!” I’m not sure why I chose to use his code name, but with the heat that flares in his eyes, I’m not sure I care.

He moves so he’s hovering over me and places his cock at my entrance. “As you wish, Persephone.” Without warning, he slams into me all the way to the hilt. My fingers dig into his back, and he lets out a deep groan. He smashes his lips to mine in hunger as he pulls out and slams into me again.

Each time he thrusts back inside me, I moan, and he swallows them down as he devours my mouth. My fingers find his hair, and I tug. He growls into my mouth, then pulls away. He’s panting as he looks down at me. I can see sweat beading on his forehead, and his hair is damp. I didn’t realize how hot it was in this room till now.

He punctuates each word he says next as he pounds into me. “I. Fucking. Missed. You.”

I moan as I feel myself tighten around him. I’m panting as I say, “I missed you too.”

He growls, and his movements grow more frantic. Slamming his lips to mine again, his fingers find my clit. He rubs the sensitive bud, and I can’t stop the orgasm from taking over my body as I clamp around him.

Capturing my scream of ecstasy with his mouth, he continues milking my orgasm. I roughly tug on his hair, and he pulls back before slamming into me with a roar of ecstasy. He pumps a few more times before closing his eyes and pressing his forehead against mine.

Our panting breaths mingle at this moment. He pulls away, opening his eyes to look into mine. I notice his eyes don’t look as dark as they normally do. They look more like milk chocolate rather than the dark chocolate they usually are. He gazes down at me as if trying to memorize how I look at this moment.

I feel a bit shy under his gaze, so I ask, “Why are you staring at me?”

His lips tilt as he simply says, “Memorizing.” With a groan, he slips out of me and slides off the bed.

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