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‘Don’t resist it, little goddess. You’re mine,’ I said softly as I lifted my gaze.
Persephone rose slowly, pressing a trembling hand over my heart. ‘I know, you arrogant fool,’ she whispered, her voice catching. Her eyes glistened as she drew a shaky breath. ‘I love you, Hades. I tried not to—I fought it—but I do… I love you.’
I dragged my jaw up from the fucking floor. The world momentarily went silent, except for the noise of my heart swelling, stretching, and almost exploding under the pressure of the words she’d just uttered. She loved me. Again. ‘I never’—I swallowed the emotion in my throat—‘thought I’d ever hear you say that again.’
‘Hades.’ She was crying as she launched herself into my arms. I kissed her hair and forehead, wiping the tears from herface with my thumb. My mouth travelled the slope of her neck. I unzipped her top, pulling it down her arms and over her breasts as my mouth trailed her shoulder and around her collarbone, lips suctioning and fangs scraping as she moaned softly.
‘May I…?’ I looked deeply into her eyes.
‘Yes. Please… yes,’ she answered before I finished.
I placed her on her feet, and she stepped out of her black velvet suit, her a delicate pink warmed her cheeks. As she stood before me in her lace underwear and stilettos, thinking became impossible; her beauty stole my breath, and something akin to Zeus’s lightning bolt pierced my heart. She loved me. She fuckinglovedme! Rife, intoxicating lust overcame me, and I kicked off my shoes and tugged off my shirt, letting it fall to the floor. She placed her hands on my chest, and I waited as she slowly ran her palms over my tattoos and stood on her tiptoes to trace them with her tongue.
‘Are these the tattoos that used to bind you to the Underworld?’ she whispered as I shivered under the touch of her tongue and hands.
‘Yes,’ I grunted.
Her splayed hands traced the line of my chest and abs, and she licked and suckled her way down until her hands reached my belt. She swiftly relieved me of both my belt and trousers, and gently massaged my cock through my trunks, making me growl low in my throat.
‘Your tattoo.' She tenderly traced the tattoo of the serpent entwined with thorny rose vines encircling my thigh.
‘The serpent is one of my symbols, a symbol of transformation, while the roses signify you—embodying spring and beauty.' I whispered into her hair, and her face lit up with a radiant smile when our eyes finally locked again.
Electricity charged the air as I gently drew her closer, and as our skin touched, my senses short-circuited. When our mouthsmet, Persephone’s lips parted with a breathy inhale; my fingers found her bra and then her hips, the lace barrier preventing me from touching her indecent breasts and that hot, wet pussy.
‘You’d look so good on your knees,’ I whispered as I placed opened mouthed kisses across her breasts.
‘Then lower yourself, my king, and show me how it’s done.’ Her eyes were heavy—hooded—and I guided her to the chair, gently pushing her down.
Kneeling before her, I hooked her right leg over my shoulder, and as my gaze consumed her, a heaviness dropped deep in my gut as desire pierced me. She was mine again. I wanted to savour her. Worship her. And that’s precisely what I did with my hands and mouth.
I devoured her until she fell into a million pieces.
CHAPTER 35
PERSEPHONE
Great goddess, I was a shaking, whimpering pile of bones and sinew as Hades pulled me to my feet.
‘That was…’ I gasped, and he laughed wickedly, the sound like melting chocolate. He kissed me gently. I was like a flower seeking sunlight, desperate and parched, and I explored his mouth with my tongue, gently nipping and sucking on his lower lip.
Pulling away, after a long pause, he spoke. ‘What do you like?’ he said, gripping my hips tightly.
‘What?’ I asked, a little dazed. I tried to meet his eyes, but he was looking down at my body like I was a goddess—but Iwasa goddess, yeah, and he certainly made me feel like one.
‘Persephone.’
‘Huh?’
‘What do you like?’ He played with my nipple like an instrument, and my core thrummed in time with my heartbeat.
My head was a jumbled mess of panic. ‘I like oral sex… with you.’ I hesitated and took a step back as I pressed my fingers into my eyes. Long seconds passed before I met his gaze again. ‘I don’t usually experience sexual attraction. Though there’s something about Apollo—’ I placed a finger on my lower lip, and he stiffened, his eyes darkening. ‘I’m joking,’ I added quickly. ‘Though I’m not sure you can take a joke… That throbbing vein in your temple is a dead giveaway.’ He stared down at me, no hint of amusement on his face.
‘Anyway… I’m, erm, pretty naïve about sex. I’ve never…’ His smile was feral; his eyes burned with aether, and, glancing down, I gulped. Fates, his erection seemed even bigger, the outline of his hard length straining against his trunks.How will that fit? I’m not sure it will. Holy crap, will he split me in two?I stared at the outline of his cock, then up his exquisite body to his face, and a half-smile twitched on his lips.
‘Then, we will go slowly,’ he said, pressing a kiss to the centre of my palm, and great gods—a shiver erupted along my spine, causing my breath to catch. My want. My need. It almost made my knees buckle.
‘You take control.’ He guided me to the bed, lying on his back and holding out his hand.
