Page 278 of Blood of Hercules
Kharon’s expression was feral.
He leaned forward, pulled silk to the side with his teeth, and dragged his tongue wantonly through my core.
My eyes rolled back.
I gasped with pleasure.
Augustus stepped into my personal space, his hand wrapped around the back of my neck, fingernails digging into the front of my throat.
He squeezed, holding me still.
“Shhh,” he whispered in my ear as his callused thumb pressed into my lips and forced my jaw open.
Then Augustus’s open mouth hovered over mine. “This is your punishment, my carus,” he said. “I told you... You have one hour—only then will you be allowed to come.”
Wait, didn’t he say something similar months ago?
Warning bells went off in my head, but I couldn’t concentrate on them.
Kharon sucked on my clit—stars exploded as he slowly pressed his finger inside me.
The infamous hunter, the son of Artemis, pulled his head back from between my thighs, finger still buried deep, and slowly licked his lips.
“Dulce periculum,” Kharon said with a wicked smirk, mouth glistening. “Carissima.” His breath was hot as he lapped at me softly.
“Dangerissweet,” Augustus said, then he slammed his tongue deep into my throat, like he was trying to devour me with his kiss.
Kharon pushed his finger even deeper and blew on my clit—I screamed into Augustus’s mouth.
Both men groaned.
The butterflies were on fire.
Kharon tortured me with his tongue and fingers, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy but pulling away at the lastmoment.
It was hell.
Augustus pulled down my toga. He lapped and sucked at my nipples as Kharon flicked his tongue against my clit.
Everything tingled, and I forgot how to breathe. How to think. How to care.
This is heaven.
They traded places—Augustus fell to his knees in front of the altar and lifted my butt with both his hands—then he licked me, ass to core, like he owned my flesh.
Kharon bit down around my nipple.
I screamed.
The men devoured me.
Time got hazy.
Panting, struggling to see or hear, covered in sweat, I grabbed at their hair and begged. Pleaded for mercy as I writhed beneath them. Words and noises tumbled from my lips.
I was nothing but theirs.
“Fuck.” Kharon’s raspy voice broke through the pleasurable fog. “We lost track—it’s been an hour. What do you want to do?”
