Page 84 of The Queen & the King

Persephone needed me but didn’t want to ask it of me. Being here is risky, but I don’t care. She is adrift, losing herself in the lie. I pull back slightly, pressing my forehead to hers. She slams her lips to mine, digging her fingers into my hair. Her kiss is both familiar and not. She still tastes like pomegranates and strawberries, but there’s the slightest bit of something new. It is something that I can’t identify but love all the same. The Persephone I never got the chance to meet and the Persephone who first stole my heart, bound together.

Fuck, I love her every side, even the ones I’ve yet to see, yet to understand. I’ll love her all the same. I groan into her mouth, allowing her tongue entry, nipping at it. She straddles me, tugging at my shirt. I yank it off, pausing when I see the black vines that used to cover my entire body wrapped around her wrists, delicate tattoos marking the power that was always hers.

“Your bond to the Underworld is restored,” I whisper.

But not her bond withme.That’s where Demeter focused all of her power. Her goal was to sever our marriage, but the bond will reappear once that bitch is dead.

She drags her nails down my chest. “It is.”

I arch into her touch. “I didn’t give up.”

“Good.” She smirks, kissing me hard. I growl into her mouth and grab her hips, rocking her against my already aching cock.

She moans. “I miss my husband.”

“And I miss my wife.”

My glamor drops and my claws flash, shredding her panties. She pushes me down beneath her, keeping me there with a hand on my chest. She releases her wings, sitting up on me, a queen taking control of her king. It is a control I willingly surrender, something I will only do for her. I stroke my claws over her feathers, making her shiver.

She leans down, hovering her lips over mine. “Devour me?”

I smirk wickedly and cup her ass, guiding her up my body until she is sitting on my face. I moan into her cunt, finding it already soaked for me. Her clit is already swollen, and my fangs ache. I sink them into her, stiffening my tongue and vibrating it inside her. My shadows move around my tongue, pressing deep and filling her up, making the sensation even more intense. She covers her mouth to muffle her scream.

Good. Those sounds are only for me. When I get her home, I want my eardrums to shatter from them.

She rocks her hips over my mouth, and I suck on her clit, my fangs digging deeper. I move my tongue faster inside her. My shadows move up her body, mimicking my hands, cupping her breasts from behind.

“Hades… fuck,” she whispers shakily from behind her hand. My wings reach out for hers, guiding them to spread wide along with mine. Her pussy squeezes the shadows and my tongue. She arches as she comes, wildly grinding her pussy against my face.

I pull my mouth away for only a second to order, “Again.”

Her hips rock, her breath coming in muffled sobs, and her entire body shuddering with waves of pleasure. “But…”

“Again,” I demand, my voice nearly demonic.

She moans, moving faster over me. This time, my shadows take over. They fill her completely, her pussy, ass, and mouth until every part of her is fucking consumed by me.

She cries out, the sound cut short by the shadows that slip into her throat, filling her mouth. Her eyes roll back, and she suckles deeply. Her body writhes, and I dig my fangs in deeper as a moment later, she comes again.

I moan softly, disappointed that she didn’t last longer, but I suppose I’ve made her too sensitive. I pull my fangs from her slowly, letting the shadows disperse. She groans, sliding off me, completely boneless. I lick my lips, savoring her taste.

She grabs my face, pulling it to hers and kissing me hard, sucking on my tongue to taste herself.

Fuck, she has to know what that does to me.

I roll to pin her and grab her hands in one of mine, pinning them above her head. I slam inside her without warning, uncaring if she’s too sensitive to come again. She is mine, and I want her. She will come for me again.

She looks up at me and wraps her legs around my waist, locking her ankles behind my back. I kiss her hard, biting her lip until it bleeds, my thrusts deep and punishing.

She moans into the kiss, arching her hips into me, trying to get more. “Mine. My demon.”

I rotate my hips, hitting deeper inside her. “My spring.”

My fangs throb, and I strike, sinking them into her neck. She cries out but tips her head to the side, surrendering herself to my will. “So close, baby… don’t stop.”

I don’t. My fangs dig in even deeper, my hips bucking, her heels digging into my back, spurring me on. She tightens around me, robbing me of my cum as her orgasm rips through her. She moans softly, kissing the side of my face. I release her hands after a moment, and she slowly lowers them, running her fingers through my hair. I press my forehead to hers, our breath mingling.

Forty-Nine

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