For. The. Love. Of. Rhea.
Ember sucked the tip with her mouth while holding the base. She bobbed up and down a few times and looked up at me with those big doe eyes. “Like this?” She stopped, seeking approval.
“Kronos, yes.” I struggled to not force her head back on my cock. Her head bobbed again; in no way, I wanted to force her any lower but damn she did. She went lower and lower until she gagged. I sat up worried even though it was the sexiest thing I heard. It let me know I was big enough to please her later.
Ember continued and my dirty hands couldn’t help but tangle in her hair. My hips flexed and pushed up as it hit the back of her throat. I groaned as my muscles tightened as she continued to suck. Fuck she just felt so damn good.
Hearing her groan, I hissed, “Ember get up.” I gritted my teeth, pulling her up. Confused, she stopped, and her innocent eyes grabbed my attention. Flipping her over I smashed my lips to hers and felt the warm spit still on my cock. I pumped it only a few times to release myself on her stomach.
Our foreheads touched as we were both breathing heavy. “Ember,” I breathed while she smiled.
“Did I do okay?” she whispered and I couldn’t help but let a small laugh come out.
“More than Okay.” Brushing her hair out of the way, I kissed her lips and told her to wait there until I returned. Grabbing a damp towel from the bathroom and coming back, I saw she hadn’t even made an effort to move as my seed was still spilled on her stomach. I couldn’t help but have guilt fill the pit of my stomach. All of that goes to waste because Hades couldn’t give life.
The pained looked must have shown because Ember sat up and motioned for me to come over. Cleaning her gently and throwing the towel on the floor, I curled up in bed with her. “What is my mate thinking about?” she whispered.
“I think you know.” I touched her face. Everything about her, I was so in love with. I don’t think I could ever bare to part with her, not one single day. I would give anything to give her what she desires, hell even me. A little part of each of us to make a child in both our images. Would she want just one or would she want many? The small jab in my heart made my breath hitch and Ember pulled herself closer to me.
“I don’t need anything else, Hades,” she hummed in my ear while tickling the hair on my scalp. Her arm was wrapped around the back of my head, skimming the top. It was soothing, the gentle strokes of my hair moving along with each of her fingers. I could feel myself almost purring. “You are enough.”