Chapter 27 Hades
Hades
I carry Penny the last few steps into my bedroom.
The room itself is a broad space with dark wood furnishings and heavy navy tapestries.
The four poster bed is clearly the king of the space, a behemoth with fresh white linens and a navy brocade coverlet.
It eats up all the space around it. The only light in the room is from the dying fire.
I’m too absorbed in thinking of all the ways to make Penny moan my name to give the low light a second thought.
I toss her onto the bouncy king-sized mattress, and she laughs. Stopping at the end of the bed, I stroke her silk-covered knee and look down at her.
Penny’s raven-maned head is thrown back, her hazel eyes glittering. She props herself up on her elbows and one elegant shoulder is bared to my gaze beneath the bulky sweater she wears.
Penny starts to push herself upright. I stop her with a hard push, skimming her sweater up and over her head. I pull back a fraction of an inch, looking her up and down.
“Just let me drink ye in, lass,” I rumble. My cock stirs, impatient, already hard as granite.
My gaze takes in the perfection of her pouty lips, the stark beauty of her collarbones, the clingy black silk neckline that dips down to reveal a glimpse of creamy, enticing cleavage.
The material of her dress is tight against her waist and then it swells out just at the natural flare of her hips.
She’s a goddess in raven silk, made for me and me alone to touch and kiss and worship.
I reach out and pull the thin spaghetti straps down her arms, tugging until her breasts are exposed to the air. They beg for my touch and I palm one, licking my lips.
Penny gasps very softly; her little noise is the first of oh so many I plan to make her call out. My cock presses against my trousers, uncomfortable. But I won’t be rushed, not by my own hunger. I plan to take my time with my pretty Penny, make her beg for every touch, make her scream my name.
I feel the weight of her breast in my hand. She arches into my touch, making a pretty picture. I pinch her nipple hard and she cries out, her voice sharp in the cool air.
For some reason, hearing it makes me a little crazy. I release her nipple, grab her dress in both hands, and rip it cleanly down the middle. Her sudden inhale and her exposed torso excites me even more, makes me wish my cock was buried deep inside her pussy. My cock twitches and I grit my teeth.
Good things may come to those that wait… but I’m about to take what I need from Penny’s body.
“Easy, Hades,” she says, that bright pink tongue of hers darting out to wet her lips.
“I want ye naked,” I growl, ripping at the ruined silk dress that hangs on her body in shreds. “I want to be able to see and touch and taste every inch of ye, Penny Corbin.”
She shivers and wiggles out of the dress, then hooks her thumbs in the silky black triangle of her panties. She looks at me, hesitating for a moment.
I smirk down at her, skimming my hands over her breasts oh so lightly. Whatever she is looking for in my face, she must see it because she pushes the fabric down.
I impatiently rip them down her legs and push her knees up and apart. She makes a soft sound as I press my fully-clothed cock against her pussy. A noise that is half-disapproving, half-wanting.
“Wait, wait,” she demands, pushing my hands away. She sits up, looking up at me with such intense sweetness that I am pinned in place. “You should undress too.”
I frown and press her back onto the mattress. “No one wants to see that. Not when yer bare before me.”
Penny grabs my hand and squeezes hard. “No. I want to see it. I want to see all of you, right now.”
I try to shake off her touch. “That’s not how this works.”
Penny grips my wrist and stares me in the eyes. “I’ll let you do whatever you want to me, but you have to be naked.” She waits a beat, then finishes with a plaintive question, her voice incredibly soft. “Please, Hades?”
Her other hand plucks at the waistband of my trousers. I study her for a moment, trying to decide what her motivations could possibly be. Why would she care if I wear clothes?
But try as I might, I can’t come up with any insidious reason.
“Why?” I demand to know.
She releases my wrist and untucks my shirt from my pants. “I want to know what it feels like with nothing between us. Skin on skin.”
Her reasoning moves me, makes my cock hard. I look at her for a moment longer, my hands trailing to my collar. “Okay,” I rasp. “Nothing between us.”
When I undo the first button at my collar, Penny bites her full bottom lip and starts unzipping my pants. She pushes my pants down to the top of my thighs and grabs my ass. My cock juts out, long and thick and perfectly pink.
I rip the last two buttons of my shirt open and pause, my hands clutching at my shirt. Penny grunts and reaches up to push my shirt down off my shoulders. Then while I slide the shirt off both of my arms, she shoves my pants down my legs. Then she lets herself fall back, taking in my body.
It’s an odd feeling, being stripped completely nude before her.
I’m defenseless against her in a way that I’ve never let myself be with anyone else.
The thought of being this way, of there not being anything between us, is exciting, frightening and dangerous.
I shudder as she trails her fingertips from my shoulders to my pecs, down the rigid wall of my abdomen to the tight flare of my hips.
Penny pins me with that electric hazel gaze and grasps my arm with one hand. She pulls me closer, settling my hand on her waist. Then she traces her fingertips lightly up the scars that start on my wrists, tracing the whorls and lines cut into my flesh and they travel up to my shoulders.
I have to close my eyes as the sensation rips through me. It’s so damned exotic to be touched like this. When she sits up and lays her hands against my back, fitting her body against mine, my eyes snap open.
I start to pull away because I feel that at any moment, I’m going to grow overwhelmed. I don’t know what that reaction will be like; it could be anything from shoving Penny away to the prick of holding back tears.
To my surprise, she doesn’t push me. Instead, she brings her hands up to my neck and pulls my face down.
My body pushes against hers, hard against soft, as my lips find her mouth.
I groan as I lick along the seam of her mouth.
She opens for me and I plunge my tongue inside.
Her mouth is the sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever tasted, and I plunder it mercilessly, sweeping my tongue against hers.
My hand finds her knee and follows it down her silky thigh to her warm, kneadable ass. I pull her against me intimately, pressing my cock against her belly and grinding. She mimics the movement, rolling her body, undulating against me.
“Christ,” I mutter. Wedging my hand between our bodies, I reposition my cock so that the thick head is pressed flush against the slick entrance of her pussy.
Penny digs her heels into the backs of my thighs, her back arching. There is a slightly dazed look on her face. Her lips are parted, her cheeks flushed. She rolls her body against me and tries to take my measure.
God, I have never wanted anyone the way that I want Persephone right now. I growl and kiss her again, then trail my mouth down to her ear and neck.
She gasps and her hands settle on my upper back, as if she has just forgotten my scars.
I certainly haven’t forgotten them, the skin she’s touching is so hypersensitive that it almost hurts for her to just rest her hand like that.
But I suck hard on her earlobe and she releases the tiniest, breathiest moan.
It becomes very slightly easier to focus on her, on giving her pleasure, than to focus on my near-pain.
I move my mouth to her breast, finding her pert nipple with my teeth. She throws her head back, eyes closing.
“Fuck, Hades,” she murmurs, rolling her body against mine. She digs her heels into my legs for support and I get a glimpse into the future.
When we fuck, it’s going to be powerful and spectacular.
I drop my hands to her waist, smashing her lower body against mine and grinding my cock against her pussy. I can feel her beginning to blossom for me, her pussy beginning to get nice and wet.
It makes my mouth water.
Planting one big hand in the middle of her chest, I force her back onto the mattress. Penny’s legs pull at me, trying to induce me into laying down on top of her hot little body. But I resist, breaking free.
I push her knees wide and move her up the bed, then kiss my way down the delicate inside of her thigh. When I reach the sparsely-haired apex of her thighs, she groans.
I place a single burning kiss on her mons, just above her slit. She shifts and moans, her heels coming down to the mattress. She thrusts once, nodding.
“Yes,” she whispers, her voice breaking.
“Yes what?” I ask, placing another feather-light kiss against her slit. “Tell me what I want to hear, lass. Tell me that ye want me to eat yer pussy.”
“Please, Hades.” She inhales sharply, her voice laced with desperation and need. “I need you to… to eat my pussy.”
The last few words leave her mouth in a rush, almost tumbling over one another. But no matter; she wants me, plain and simple.
Using my fingers to spread her pussy lips, I run my tongue up and down her entire slit, making a salacious sucking noise. I see her legs shudder as I use my tongue and circle her clit. She is hot and dripping wet and tastes sweet as fucking honey.
Penny digs her hands into my hair and groans, her hips bucking as I suck at her clit, feeling greedy.
In my mind, I’m already trying to work out whether I can stand to make her come with my mouth more than once.
Or whether I will brush my cock against anything vaguely soft and lose control.
What little patience I’ve had this entire time has been stretched dangerously thin by now.
Before I can even slip a finger into her pussy, Penny’s fingers tighten in my hair. Her hips begin rocking against my mouth frenetically. I glance up and see that her eyes are closed, and her mouth is open, releasing a series of tiny, breathy moans.
“Fuck… fuck…”
She’s about to cum. After a moment’s hesitation, I stop what I’m doing. Her eyes snap open and she looks at me, puzzled.
“Hades!” she hisses.
I climb up onto the bed, taking my cock in my fist. Her look of anger is actually pretty cute. My mouth twitches.
“I want us to come together,” I say, giving my shaft a single pump.
“Oh!” she says, her anger instantly draining away. “Fuck yes.” She touches the bulbous tip of my cock, feeling the slick leak at the tip. “Don’t… um… I’m not on birth control or anything so…. you’ll have to pull out.”
That sounds terrible, honestly. All I want to do is bury my cock so deep inside her pussy and fuck her till neither of us is conscious. But I nod, because I’m not an idiot.
“I’ll remember,” I grit out.
Penny grabs my cock and brings it to her hot, wet pussy lips. I stare down at her as I nudge my hips, lining up the fat tip with her tight hole.
I mean to hold back. To be restrained. Really, I do.
But the second I sink in the barest inch, Penny wraps her legs around me and moans. She’s so wet and so tight, the pressure on my cock is just perfect. She digs her heels into my ass, urging me onward.
“Fuck me,” she begs. “God, Hades, please— “
“I want ye to touch yerself again,” I whisper in her ear. “While I’m taking ye from behind, I want ye to make yerself come.”
She nods eagerly and I flip her over. She braces herself on her knees and elbows, showing her pretty pussy and ass to me. I grasp my cock, pressing the head to her entrance.
“Touch yerself,” I order. She reaches under her body and starts to play with her clit.
I plunge inside her and hear her gasp. She feels so hot and so tight that I have to go slow, otherwise I’ll come right away.
“Oh my god,” she gasps. “Hades, your cock feels so good.”
I grab her hips and use them as leverage while I fuck her, working my cock in and out of her pussy. She begins to tighten her innermost muscles even more as she plays with her clit. I focus, closing my eyes, and try to hit her g-spot every time I thrust.
Finally, she bursts, coming with a shout. I speed up as soon as I feel her begin to spasm, letting myself pound into her like a jackhammer. She cries out my name, which has never sounded better.
I feel my cock start to twitch and pulse as I drive home again and again.
Even though I can barely think straight, I manage to pull out and come as I fuck her tightly pressed together thighs.
I feel like I’m coming like a fucking fountain, her honeyed thighs milking my cock for everything they are worth.
“Fuck!” I cry. “Fuck, lass.”
I try to suck in breaths, shifting my cock back and forth, enjoying the overloaded sensation of her thighs.