Chapter 24 Hades
Hades
Icould watch Willow all night long. After she came for the fourth time—or was it the fifth?—she fell into an exhausted sleep. I took a quick shower to wash K.C.’s blood off me, and I cleaned up the evidence of Willow’s virginity with a warm washcloth. She didn’t stir at all.
I’ve been lying on my side, staring at her for a few hours, and my cock has been hard the entire time. Up until now, I’ve stopped myself from taking what I want from her body, but I can’t any longer. If I don’t get inside her, I’m almost certain I’ll die from blue balls.
Gently spreading her legs, I move to lie on my stomach between them and lazily lap at her clit. Willow moans and rocks her hips, but she doesn’t wake up.
Fine by me.
I know she’s gotta be sore, so I manage to control myself to some degree. Sliding only one finger into her pussy, I feast on her and finger-fuck her until her body sucks me in with a quiet orgasm.
After licking her clean, I push to my knees and straddle her hips. The head of my dick settles at her entrance. Wanting her awake for this part, I pinch both of her nipples, hard, as I thrust inside her. Willow’s eyes fly open, and a sleepy smile spreads across her face.
“Hey, beautiful,” I murmur, releasing her tits.
“Hi.”
“Can you come for me again?”
She shakes her head even as she bucks her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust.
“I know you can,” I tell her. “Just one more, and then I’ll let you get more sleep.”
“Hades, I can’t.”
I slap her clit, and she yelps, but her yelp turns into a moan.
“I say you can,” I growl.
When she starts to shake her head again, I slap her clit a little harder.
“You.”
Slap.
“Will.”
I lean down and suck a nipple into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around the hard peak, I don’t let up with my thrusts.
“Come,” I say against her skin.
I bite her other nipple but not too hard.
“Now.”
Willow’s walls clamp down on my cock, spasming with each pulse of her orgasm. My spine begins to tingle, and my balls draw up tight.
“Fuuuuuuuck,” I shout, shooting my release into her hot cunt.
After an intense few moments, I collapse next to her. She throws a leg over one of mine and tucks her head against my shoulder. I wrap my arm around her, holding her tight, and we both fall asleep within seconds.
My cell rings sometime later, pulling me out of the best sleep I’ve had in twelve years. Willow grumbles, demanding that I ‘shut the fucking noise up’, and I kiss her forehead before getting out of bed to answer the phone.
“This better be good,” I say by way of greeting.
“Oh, it’s good,” my best friend says. “You sitting down?”
“No.”
“You might want to sit down for this.”
“Just fucking tell me whatever it is you have to tell me so I can crawl back into bed with Willow and screw her awake.”
“Speaking of Willow, you might want to wake her up.”
“I just told you, I plan on it,” I snap.
“No, Hades,” he says with exasperation. “Wake her up now. She’s gonna want to hear this, too.” He pauses. “Honestly, I’m surprised she doesn’t already know.”
“Jesus, you’re too much this early,” I complain, putting the call on speaker before reaching down and shaking Willow by the shoulder. “Wake up, Princess. Zodiac needs to talk to both of us.”
“It’s too early,” she mumbles.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Zodiac snaps. “It’s one in the afternoon. It’s not early by any stretch of the imagination.”
I glance at the time on my cell and am shocked to see he’s right. We really were exhausted. I smile to myself at the thought.
Damn right, we were.
“He can tell us whatever he has to tell us,” Willow grumbles. “But then I’m gonna kill him, okay?”
“More like you’ll kiss me,” he counters.
“I’ll kill you if that happens,” I snarl. “We’re both here. What’s so damn important?”
“I just got off the phone with Gordon at PWCC.”
“Wait, he called you?” Willow demands, reaching for her own cell. “Oh, I’ve got a few missed calls. Oops.”
“Anyway,” Zodiac says, drawing the word out. “I don’t know how he managed it so fast, but a judge just granted you a new trial.”
I slump onto the bed, stunned. “What?”
“You heard me.”
“Are you serious?” Willow asks, standing on the bed. “Please tell me you’re serious.”
“As a heart attack,” Zodiac confirms.
Willow whoops with joy, jumping on the bed like a crazy person. Despite my surprise, I can’t help but laugh at her excitement.
“Uh, brother, you’re quiet,” my friend states.
“Just trying to wrap my head around it,” I say honestly. “Gordon didn’t say how he pulled this off?”
“He was as shocked as you, I think. He said he got a call this morning from the appellate judge letting him know that a new trial has been granted, and a stay of execution was issued. And get this… The judge also said that the District Attorney has declined to press charges for the escape, so as of now, you’re free, pending trial. ”
“I’m free?”
“Well, the judge does want you wearing an ankle monitor, but we can take care of that easily enough.”
“Has a date been set yet?” Willow asks, bouncing when she drops to her ass next to me.
“No.” Zodiac sighs. “This is good, brother. Really fucking good.”
I glance at Willow. “It is.”
“Hey, Zodiac, can we call you back?” Willow asks, not taking her eyes off of me.
“Just come over to the clubhouse whenever you’re ready,” he says before disconnecting the call.
“Spill it, Hades,” Willow demands, straddling my waist and wrapping her arms around my neck. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”
“It’s just… Doesn’t this feel a little too easy?”
She grins, and I swear I see the Devil wave from behind her beautiful eyes. “I might know why it happened like this.”
“Explain.”
“I got into it with my dad yesterday.” I stiffen at her words, and she cups my cheeks. “It was only through text, but I called him out for not doing whatever it took to ensure my safety.”
“So, you think he’s reacting to that, trying to prove he’s father of the year?”
“It’s a page right out of his playbook. Besides, do you really want to analyze this from every angle? Wouldn’t you rather just be happy about it?”
She has a point. She’s also not as in tune with the realities of our world as I am. She sees the good, the positive, while I hyperfocus on the bad.
“You’re right,” I finally say, not completely letting go of my worry.
I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to let it go, not after what I’ve been through so far.