Page 75 of Hades

She moaned as Hades’s shadows pulled her feet apart and he pressed one hand to her lower back, forcing her to bend forwards. Anticipation was a heady drug, addling her mind and making her restless as she waited for his touch. His gaze scalded her as it skimmed over her exposed bottom.

The first brush of his fingers through her damp folds had her barking out another moan.

His guttural growl had another wave of dampness dripping from her core. Her breaths fanned back at her as he stroked her, his touch too light, not nearly enough for her. He kneaded her backside with one hand as he explored her, caressing every inch of her.

“So wet,” he purred, admiration and a hint of pride in his deep voice.

Before she could answer him by begging him to satisfy her now, he pressed two fingers inside her. His growl was almost her undoing, the pleasure in it pushing her dangerously close to the edge as he stilled with his fingers lodged inside her quivering heat. Her body clenched them, her need reaching boiling point and passion stealing control.

“How greedy your little body is,” he murmured, his voice wicked magic that had her desperately rocking to meet his fingers as he stroked her. In. Out. In. She couldn’t get enough of the feel of him inside her, even when she needed more, needed his cock where his fingers were. He half-groaned and half-growled as she flexed and gripped him again, trying to draw him deeper. Satisfaction drenched his deep voice. “So hungry for me.”

“So hungry,” she echoed, half out of her mind as pleasure built inside her, rolling towards a crescendo she reached for, wild with a need to make it happen.

She swayed, struggling to keep herself upright as she clenched and squeezed him, desperately making the most of what he was giving her, unable to stop herself from reaching for release even when she wanted his cock inside her when she came.

A disappointed whimper left her lips when he withdrew and didn’t press back in again.

That whimper became a cry of bliss when he gripped her hips in both hands and entered her in one fierce, deep thrust of his shaft.

He snarled as he buried himself to the hilt, lingering there a moment before he gripped her hair in one hand and her hip in the other and began pumping into her. Each frantic, punishing plunge of his cock drove her towards the wall and she braced herself on trembling arms as moans burst from her lips each time his hips met hers. Her breasts swayed with each plunge, her breaths sawing from her as pleasure built inside her, pushing her to dizzying new heights.

A second shattering release exploded within her as Hades wrenched her up and sank his fangs into her throat. She cried out, the sound echoing around her as he took her harder, holding her with his fangs.

Conquering every inch of her.

Her entire body spasmed with her climax, her bones limp as he pinned her to the wall and thrust deeper, harder, claiming all of her. Pleasure detonated inside her again, rocking her so fiercely that everything went hazy. There was only Hades. Hades inside her. Conquering. Claiming.

He grunted against her throat as he took her, his thrusts growing jerky, warning of his impending release. Persephone clenched him, tightening her trembling body around his cock. He snarled and plunged to the hilt as seed burst from him, scalding her, the feel of his throbbing cock and his climax pushing her over the edge a third time.

She moaned as she quivered, her thighs trembling, legs unable to support her weight as release tore through her, stealing the last of her strength. Hades pinned her to the wall, his hands clutching her, holding her on him and keeping her upright. His hot breaths fanned her throat as he released it, his heart hammering against her back as he pressed close to her.

She drifted in the haze, body warmed all over, her head foggy. She wasn’t sure how long they remained locked together, but she shivered as Hades pulled out of her and cold air skimmed across her back. He turned her and gathered her back into his arms, his kiss soft now, tender as his lips played with hers. She stroked the seam of his mouth with her tongue and he opened for her. She moaned as she deepened the kiss, savouring this calm as much as she had savoured their wildness.

When he drew back to fix her clothing for her, she took in their surroundings. The cave. They were back in the Underworld. The gate shimmered off to her left and had clearly formed while Hades had been making love to her. She stared at it, temptation rolling through her, and didn’t fight it. She took Hades by his hand and led him through it. He didn’t question her. He drifted along behind her, through the gate, and she took him to the stables.

Turned and gripped his shoulders.

Pushed him down onto the hay.

His now-crimson eyes grew dark with interest as she hiked her ruined skirts and stepped over him, so she was straddling his hips. His gaze lowered to the juncture of her thighs and he skimmed his hands up her bare legs as he licked his lips.

Persephone never had been able to resist when he looked at her like that—as if he would die if he didn’t touch her.

She lowered herself to sit astride his hips and bit back a moan as his hardening erection met her feminine core. She rocked against it, rubbing herself up and down, until she couldn’t take it anymore.

She leaned over Hades and took hold of his hands, bringing them up above his head. She pinned them there with one hand as she reached between them with the other. His crimson eyes held more than mere interest as he watched her. They shone with need and desire, and want. He wanted her in control this time. He enjoyed the thought of being the one to surrender.

Something they had discovered together a long time ago.

She guided his hard cock to her entrance and eased back onto it, taking him into her. Rather than the frantic pace he had set, she set a slow one as she gripped his wrists, keeping his hands pinned to the floor. His rumbling moans as she rode him were met with her own soft groans of pleasure as they began to move together. He craned his neck and she let him have his way, lowering her head to capture his lips and kiss him as they strained together, seeking a gentler release.

It swept over her as he spilled inside her, the pulses of his length pushing her over the brink with him, and she drew back, gazing down into his now-blue eyes as pleasure rolled through her. When the last spasms of her release had rocked her, she sank down against his chest and rested her head against the black leather that covered it, listening to his heart frantically beating.

Hades wrapped his arms around her, holding her so tightly that tears burned her eyes. She had missed him too. She had feared she would never feel this again. A dam seemed to break inside her and all the fears she had pushed to the back of her mind in the tower flooded her.

She squeezed her eyes shut and clung to Hades, telling herself that she was safe now.

She was home.

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