Page 119 of The Queen & the King

I help her tear my pants open, freeing my cock for her. “Every second,” I agree. Every breath I took without her was torturous. From this moment on, nothing will tear me from her side. I will wind our souls around each other so tightly that there will be no separating. Not again. Never again.

“Torture,” she moans against my lips.

I should take my time enjoying her body, bury my face into her cunt and suck her orgasm from her—multiple orgasms. But right now, I need to fuck her and make our bodies one. I press my lips to hers and thrust inside her without warning.

I taste the way she gasps, losing her breath as I fill her with my cock.

She arches into me, her nipples brushing against my chest. “Hades!”

I buck my hips, moving almost frantically, needing to seal our bond permanently. If only I could fuck her in such a way that we can never be parted again. She wraps her legs around me, spurring me on with her heels, pulling me closer. She feels it, too.

Her fingers tunnel into my hair, holding me to her, sealing our lips together as her pussy pulses on me. The sounds of our labored breaths and our skin meeting as I thrust fill the bedroom, echoing off the stone walls.

I need her to take more of me. I yank her legs apart and put them on my shoulders so I can thrust deeper, making her take more until she knows nothing but how we’re connected and bonded in the flesh.

Her eyes are glazed with pleasure, her nails dragging down my arms as she cries out, “Fuck!”

I pull out completely before slamming back in, making her teeth clatter and the bed shake with the force.

Persephone grabs my face, locking her eyes on mine. “My king. My husband…”

The words soothe me and keep me grounded. She’s offering a light in a sea of darkness.

“My queen. My wife,” I growl back to her.

She soaks my cock as I continue, never breaking eye contact with her, sharing this bond of our hearts and very souls.

“You want to come for me? For your husband?” I pant, even as I pull out completely, only to provide another brutal thrust.

Her eyes darken, and her vines tickle my calves as they grow around me.

“Please…”

“Come for me.”

She screams, squeezing my cock with her orgasm. I shout as I fall into my own release almost immediately, unable to hold back when her pussy tightens like that.

This is a bond deeper than soul level, more profound than fate. It is a bond I will kill to keep in place.

Seventy-One

Persephone

ILAY ON TOP OF HADES, MY HANDS BRACED ON HIS CHEST.As I look up at him, he runs his fingers through my hair lovingly.

Peace.

I haven’t had a chance to really look around the little cabin situated in this remote part of our realm, but I can tell it’s cozy, warm, and a place that he built from his love for me.

“We’re married,” I whisper, my cheeks hurting from my wide smile.

Hades kisses me and then presses kisses all over my face. “Married.” His voice is soft and filled with awe like he can’t quite believe it either.

My heart feels like it’s about to explode just looking at him. “Fuck, I love you.”

Hades nuzzles his nose with mine and closes his eyes. “You’re here. You’re safe. You’re mine.”

I pull back for a moment, looking into his shimmering sapphire eyes. “Hades?”

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