Chapter Ten
Roux
There was a look in Hades’ eyes that shook me to my core. It was so full of longing, hunger, and yearning that it was like I was seeing directly into his soul. Like he was bearing it to me, and it was beautiful.
This powerful God was making himself vulnerable.
For me.
Fuck the restraints. I needed to touch him. Needed it more than I needed anything else in the entire fucking world right now.
I called my death magic to the surface for a bit of strength and pulled my wrists apart, tearing through the knots like they were nothing more than tissue paper.
He scowled down at me, but I didn’t give him a chance to admonish me. I sank my fingers into his perfect hair and pulled his mouth to mine.
He reacted instantly, thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth and forcing me backwards onto the sofa. It was a frenzy of teeth and lips, a collision of souls, and I needed it. I needed him.
He kissed me back with fierceness, sinking his teeth into my bottom lip so hard he pierced my skin.
I hissed and jerked back, swiping my tongue along my lip and tasting the coppery tang of blood.
Hades stared at my split lip for a moment, fire dancing in his eyes. “Spread those pretty thighs for me, baby girl.”
The whimper that left my lips was obscene. Helpless to resist, I obeyed his command and parted my knees wider so he could see everything.
“Fuck,” he hissed out between his teeth, his expression almost painful.
He dragged his finger along my folds, and my breath hitched as he sank two fingers deep inside me.
“Daddy,” I moaned as he thrust his fingers slowly in and out. I was so wet, and my ability to think flew straight out of the window. All I could focus on was the feeling of his fingers and the pleasure that rippled through my body every time he pressed against that rough spot deep inside me.
“You feel so fucking good, baby girl,” he rasped, the sound low in his throat. “I need to be inside of you. Now.”
He pulled his hand back and wrapped it around the back of my knee, his fingers still wet with my juices. He lifted my leg over his shoulder, and with his other hand, he lined up his cock at my entrance. Gods, the man was so fucking huge, and my pussy clenched at the anticipation of the burn.
I watched as the tip of his cock slipped inside me.
“Eyes on me, baby girl,” he growled, and I reacted instantly.
He held my gaze, his eyes glowing and full of fire.
Embers danced under the skin of his cheeks and spread down the sides of his neck and across his chest. It was beautiful to see them shimmer beneath his skin, and the heat of them burnt across my face.
I couldn’t look away from him, even if I wanted to.
We both moaned when he finally sank his whole length into me. My pussy stretched as it accommodated him, and the burn and ache coiled into pleasure low in my belly.
“Oh, lord,” I gasped. Hades hadn’t even moved yet, and I already felt ridiculously full. My pussy clenched around his cock as the need for him to start to move took over.
“You keep doing that, Roux, and I’m not going to last.”
I did it again, squeezing just enough to hear the hiss of breath ghost past his lips.
“Behave,” he chided playfully, slapping my thigh.
“Then move,” I replied, a saucy smirk pulling at my mouth. “Please, Daddy. I need it.”
“You’re such a brat, baby girl,” he said, but before I could respond, he pulled his cock out and slammed it straight back in.
“Fuck,” I gasped. Pretty sure he hit my cervix with that one.
Hades gripped my hips, holding me steady so all that I could do was take him. He pounded into me, his hips snapping against my ass, and the sound of it echoed around the room like an erotic symphony.
He grabbed my other knee and lifted it over his shoulder before leaning forward and folding me in half. But fuck, he went so deep, pistoning in and out of me with a speed that blurred the lines of pleasure and pain.
“Yes, there,” I moaned as I sank my fingers into his hair and pulled him even closer. I captured his mouth in a kiss that was sloppy and dirty, a mixture of breath and desperation. “Right there, Daddy.”
“Fucking hell,” he growled against my lips. “Rub your clit, baby. Let me see you fall apart on my cock.”
Gods, that mouth of his. I slid one hand between us, finding my oversensitive bundle of nerves and swirling my finger around it like it was the only thing that could save me. I was so fucking close, my body taut and coiled, my orgasm burning in my veins, ready to explode.
Hades dragged his mouth along the length of my jaw, nipping the skin and firing jolts of pleasure with each bite. His lips brushed against my ear, and he let loose a delicious rasp of a moan. “That’s it, baby girl. Cum all over Daddy’s cock.”
A sharp pain bloomed in the soft spot of my neck as Hades sank his teeth into my skin, triggering my orgasm, and I rushed into it headfirst like I was falling off a fucking cliff.
It erupted in my veins, my synapses firing with euphoria as he undulated his hips against mine, the rhythm faltering as he chased his own release.
He roared by my ear, his teeth sinking further into my skin, and I felt blood pool in his mouth. Fucking hell, I hoped that left a mark. I hadn’t known he was so primal.
Hades continued to move his hips in little aborted thrusts, sending aftershocks of pleasure zinging deep into my core.
“Holy shit,” I rasped, my throat dry from all the moaning.
Hades dropped down onto my chest, and my legs settled around his waist. “Holy shit indeed, Little Reaper.”
I curled my hands into the thick dark locks at the back of his head and held him tight to me. “I’ll never look at this sofa the same way again.”
He huffed a laugh and wrapped his hands around the backs of my shoulders before flipping our positions. All without letting his cock slip from my pussy. Impressive.
He dragged his large hands down the curve of my spine, his touch gentle, almost reverent, and when his eyes met mine, they were full of wonder.
“I don’t know how you did it, Roux, but you bewitched me.
You turned my world upside down and brought me out of the shadows and into the light.
You taught me to live again, to understand what it means to need someone again, and for that, I will always be yours. ”
His words hit me right behind my solar plexus and turned my insides all warm and fuzzy. I pressed a soft kiss to his lips and cupped his jaw. “Hades, I was yours the minute we met, and you growled the words ‘fuck off’.”
“No,” he said with a grimace that hid a small smile.
“Oh, yes. You were so grumpy and so determined to remain grumpy that you became my own personal challenge. I wanted to make you smile, and when that didn’t work, I wanted to see how far I could push you before you snapped.”
“See,” he said, hitting my ass with a sharp smack. “You’re a brat through and through, baby girl.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, but the wanker just smiled. He looked so good when he smiled, like the weight of the world disappeared from his shoulders. I reached out and traced his smile with the tip of my finger. “I like seeing you happy, Hades.”
And I did. The radiance of his smile warmed me from the inside, and it made me feel wonderful.
His smile faltered a little, almost like he’d caught himself doing something he shouldn’t. “Come on. I should let you get back to the others.”
He started to get up, but I held his face and forced him to look at me. “Hades, wherever your thoughts went just then, it’s okay. I’ll wait for you, and if you ever want to talk, I’m here.”
“I’m fine,” he said softly, but there was a tremor in his voice. “Let’s just figure out what we’re going to do about Zeus.”
I held his gaze a little longer, but his mask slipped back into place, and I lost him.
Guess it was back to business, but we were definitely talking about this again later. I just needed to get this Zeus fiasco handled, and then I was going to work out what was holding Hades back.
That’s if I made it out of Olympus alive… and that was a very big if.
It was with my head held high that I walked into the room where the others were being held.
I was clad only in my underwear and Hades’ shirt, which wasn’t quite long enough to hide the various red handprints on my ass, so everyone got an eyeful when I walked in.
I didn’t feel ashamed of the marks, but I wasn’t in the mood for the guys’ questioning.
I wanted to put a plan together for how we were going to survive tomorrow.
“Well, hot damn, Red,” Magnus said, a wide grin across his handsome face. “You look like you had some fun.”
I sat down gingerly on the sofa next to him, the plush velvet dragging over my sensitive skin.
“She did,” Hades said, smirking and looking deliciously dishevelled. “And then some.”
I mean seriously, how did Hades manage to look sexier after being fucked? It should be against the law to look that hot wearing a plain black tee and grey sweatpants.
“Is it me, or does Hades look good dressed down?” Magnus whispered in my ear, his voice a little breathless, and I felt a telling squirm as he scooted closer to me on the sofa.
“Sorry, Vampire, I don’t swing that way,” Hades said with a smirk as he dropped into a wingback armchair and ran his hand through his black hair.
It was all fluffy and fresh from a shower, and he hadn’t gelled it back into his usual slicked-back style.
There was a slight wave to the locks as they fell into his eyes, and I liked how they made him seem younger.
Add to that the dressed-down look, and Hades was absolutely mouthwatering.
“He’s right, though,” Thane added from his spot by the giant fireplace. You know, I don’t think that guy ever relaxed. He stood with his back ramrod straight, and there was a pinched expression clinging to his fair brows. “You look happier, Hades.”