Page 62 of The Devil and His Goddess

He still wasn’t touching me where I really wanted. He rubbed near where I ached, taunting me with his closeness. It was mere inches from where I needed him, but he kept toying with me, driving me wild inside with his denial. Somehow, that intense yet ignored need had me closing in on a breaking point.

“Please!” I begged, trying to push against his confined cock again. “I-I—Perseus!”

My body shuddered, and my mouth gaped open on a hard groan. The release came lighting quick, and my pussy throbbed with the orgasm. I was breathless, stunned, and stillsofucking horny.

“Goddamn,” Perseus hissed behind me as I caught the sound of his clothes adjusting. “You want me to fuck you that badly, slut?”

“Yes!” I cried. “Yes, please!”

Not a second later, his dick plunged into me. My back arched as I let out a pleased moan. He was so big and wonderful seated inside of me, and when he pulled out only to shove back in, stars danced behind my tightly shut eyes. My hands dug into the table. I used it as leverage to move my own hips, meeting each of his thrusts. He fisted my long hair tightly, making my scalp burn in the best way possible, and he used it for his own leverage as he claimed me hard and fast.

I came a second time, quicker than I ever had from dick alone. The sound I made was near-embarrassing. I didn’t want him hearing how much I loved what he was doing to me, but the visceral reaction came before I could contain it. His cock touched places deep inside of me.

“You squeeze me so tight,” Perseus purred as he continued to pound into me. “Your cunt knows who it was made for.”

The filthy words and the claim he put on me made fresh hunger build. I liked him announcing possession of my pussy, more than I probably should’ve. But again, I didn’t want him toknowhow much I liked it.

“You’re fucking it now,” I agreed on an unsteady breath. “But it will never beyours.”

Perseus didn’t seem to like that. He swiftly pulled out with a wet pop, and he grabbed my shoulder to turn me over. Only he didn’t put me on my back. He got me on my side so that I braced myself on my left forearm, and he hiked my right leg up to force me into a standing split. He clutched my leg firmly to his torso, all while holding my gaze with his lust-filled green eyes. When he entered me this time, he did soslowly. The gradual stretch had my eyes rolling back into my head.

“Fuck,” I whimpered as a sweet hunger robbed me of air.

“Say that again,” he challenged.

I forced my eyes back open to meet his. The green orbs glimmered with possession, power, and desire as they stayed locked on my face. I opened my mouth to repeat myself, but he took that moment to slam into me, morphing my words into a loud moan. He shot me a crooked grin as he returned to a slow and sensual rhythm.

“Look out the window, Harper,” Perseus commanded roughly.

Shakily, I tilted my head back to do as I was told. The empty, dark yard filled my vision, and beyond that was the road and trees.

“I hope Drake comes back right now,” Perseus gritted out as he filled me up with deliberate thrusts. “I hope he’s looking in here, watching me fuck you. I hope he sees and learns that you’re fucking mine. Coming anywhere near you will result in a one-way ticket to Hell with me as his personal chauffeur.”

His possessiveness and threat to Drake sent delicious shivers down my body. Did I want Drake near me? Never again. But I wanted him to see. I wanted him to know that it never was nor ever would behim.

I looked back at Perseus, continuing to hold myself in the standing split while he plunged in and out of me. The position and slow yet sensual pace had my toes curling and breath hitching as pleasure built at my core. The sensations only grew as Perseus and I maintained our stare-off, watching the other slowly get closer to that dizzying place we both sought. Watching Perseus’s gaze turn molten with desire and seeing the way he controlled every motion he made was all I needed to finally tip the scale.

I wobbled on my one leg and would’ve fallen if not for the table under my arm and other leg in Perseus’s grip. The ferocity of the release was almost more than I could take, and when Perseus kept making deep thrusts, I worried I was going to have a repeat of the night he visited me while masked, making me squirt.

That worry expunged when Perseus’s movements quickened, and he took in a sharp breath. In the next moment, his lips parted on his own groan. His brow creased as his release swept through him.

When he pulled out, he let my leg go. I immediately swayed on my feet and slumped back against the table in an effort to keep my jelly-legs from giving out. You’d think my body could handle sex, considering my line of work, but I was surprisingly spent.

And satiated.

Andaddicted.

I finally knew what sex with Perseus was like—pure Heaven. Now that I’d had a taste, there was no hope of stopping. He was a demon and my boss, but I was tired of fighting against this attraction.

Perseus tucked himself away and stepped into my naked body. He placed each arm on either side of me and leaned down to place a soft kiss on my lips. “That was worth the wait.”

Laughing, I returned the light kiss. “For once, I agree with you.”

“Careful. I might get used to that.”

“Don’t count on it becoming a habit,” I teased as he bent down to grab my discarded clothes.

He didn’t let me put them back on myself. Instead, he held my shirt up and gently pulled it down my head before guiding my arms through it. I bit my lip as a rush of something light and airy bubbled up in my chest. The act was thoughtful and sweet, far from our typical interactions. I didn’t know how to act, nor how to make sense of the feeling welling up in my chest.

---