Chapter 27
TWENTY-SEVEN
Hades
The stress of the night rammed into me like the winds from a category five hurricane, unapologetic for the destruction it would cause.
Coming back to the place I had fled after all this time wasn’t an easy choice, but knowing now that I had put Atticus and Capri in danger fueled my desire for revenge even more than I thought possible.
Except this time, I wasn’t sure who I owed that vengeance.
Being close to Capri was what I needed. The connection that only the two of us could create would help center me. After that, I could concentrate on retaliation. No one came after me or those I cared about. At least not without paying an extremely steep price. I was ready to collect.
I bent down and removed my shoes and socks before lifting my shirt over my head and tossing it to the floor. I took my gun from my waistband and placed it on the nightstand.
Capri smoothed her hands along my chest and down my stomach, assisting me in abandoning my rage for the time being. She was my only priority.
When she reached for my belt buckle, I placed my hands over hers. “Are you sure you want to do this here?”
“I’ve slept in your bed.” She unbuckled my belt. “You should sleep in mine.”
“I’m not interested in sleeping.” I ran my fingers through her silky, caramel-colored hair as she unbuttoned my pants and lowered my zipper. “But we will need your bed.”
She gripped the sides of my pants and lowered them as she dropped to her knees, taking my boxer briefs with them. Helping her accomplish her mission of getting me naked, I stepped out of my clothes.
“Is this what you wanted?” I asked as my erection stood at full attention in front of her face.
“The question is, is this what you want?” She wrapped her small but firm palm around my shaft and brought it to her mouth, swirling her tongue around my tip. “Do you want me to suck your cock?”
“I do.” I tangled my fingers in her hair, gripping it hard and forcing myself inside her mouth. “But I want to make you suck it, and I want you to look at me while you do it.”
She hummed around me as I bobbed her head back and forth, pushing all the way in and slowly pulling out over and over again.
“Put your fingers between your legs and rub yourself through your panties.” I tugged on her hair. “Make yourself wet, but don’t come. Pull your dress up so I can see.”
She took the hand that wasn’t pumping my cock, lifted her dress, and skimmed it over her panties.
“Daddy likes an obedient girl.”
She tightened her lips when she pressed her fingers into her slit. I jerked her head back and forth in time with the pace she set with her hand, reaping the benefits of her warm mouth sucking me off.
“I’m only allowing you to touch yourself because I’m watching.” I hissed when she scraped her teeth along my length. “Your pussy belongs to me.”
She squeezed my cock in her hand, making it difficult to focus on anything other than coming down her throat.
“Hmm…” she hummed around me as she squirmed into her fingers.
“Are you close?”
She nodded.
“Stop touching yourself,” I demanded. “I want to make you come.”
She gazed up at me with defiance as she slid her fingers inside her panties and pushed them into her entrance.
“Now I’m going to have to fuck you even harder.” I released her hair and yanked her to her feet. “Something tells me that doesn’t scare you.”
“Everything aches for you.” She ran her wet fingers along my lips, smearing her juices on them. “My nipples sting and my pussy tingles.”
“Let me help you with that.” I tugged her dress over her head and shoved her onto the bed. I knelt in front of her and jerked her panties down her legs. “Spread yourself open for me. I want to see all of you.”
She smiled with pride as she obeyed my command. There’s no doubt in my mind you’ll be the death of me.
I kissed her inner thighs as I hauled her to the edge of the bed, closer to my mouth. Tasting her decadent center was enough to make me lose all control, but I needed to hang on and indulge in all of her.
When her soft moans grew louder, I knew I had to make this quick. The last thing I needed was the fury that Leo would unleash if he walked in on this inappropriate display of intimacy.
“I would lick you longer, baby, but that mouth of yours is going to get us into trouble.” I slid along her curves, stopping to kiss and bite her nipples.
“Ah…” She arched her back, raising herself off the bed. “Sebastian, I need you to fuck me.”
“It isn’t Sebastian who fucks you.” I gripped her calves and hooked her legs around my hips. “If you want me to plow into you, say what I want to hear.”
She grasped the fluffy comforter when I rubbed the tip of my cock along her slit. She ghosted her tongue across her lips as I gave her a little more, but I resisted burying myself until she gave in.
“What do you want?” I asked.
She blew out a frustrated breath.
“Capri.” I stilled inside her. “Who fucks you?”
“I need you now, Hades.”
With one quick shift of my hips, I went balls deep inside her wet core, thrusting hard and leaving her helpless to my demanding pace. She energized me like no one ever had. Sex with her was on a different level. The more she gave of herself, the more I took.
“Fuck!” she screamed out. “Harder!”
“Shh.” I assaulted her mouth with mine, trying to stifle her.
“I’m so hot for you.” She clenched around me. “I need to come all over your big, hard dick.”
“Shit.” I gripped her throat in one hand and covered her mouth with the other as I slammed her into the mattress. “Does it turn you on that I’m fucking you under your father’s roof?”
She looked up at me through lust-filled eyes as she licked my palm.
“You’re a filthy girl.”
She nodded.
“Do you know what happens to filthy little girls?” I released my hand from her mouth, knowing I was seconds away from erupting inside her.
“Tell me, Daddy.”
“They get fucked from behind.” I flipped her over, pushed her into the bed, and then entered her with enough speed to make her climax in a long, shuddering burst. “That’s my girl.”
It didn’t take long for me to follow. I released fast and deep with so much vigor that my head swirled and a fierce tremor gushed through me.
She clenched around my cock, coaxing more from me as I settled onto her back.
I stayed inside her, reveling in the two of us, breathing in the mango bodywash she’d used at the hotel hours ago.
“Sebastian,” she whispered. “I love you.”
Not many things stunned me, but I was not prepared for her post-sex confession. I didn’t deserve this beautiful, innocent woman. I certainly didn’t deserve her love.
I rolled off her and onto my back next to her, searching for a response.
She lifted up and propped herself on her elbow.
The weight of her stare rattled me. How could I be that selfish?
Someone tried to kill me a few hours ago with her standing right next to me.
I was a quarter of a century older than her.
I had baggage, enemies, and a past that would haunt me for the rest of my life.
Not to mention what I did for a living. My career took me to dangerous places that weren’t fit for any woman, much less her.
It isn’t fair to plague her with any of that. It wasn’t right to make her fall in love with me either.
“Capri.” I sighed. “You’re very special to me, but I’m not the man…” How am I going to explain this?
“Don’t.” She sat up. “I misunderstood.”
“What did you misunderstand?”
“You wanted me to come back to Greece with you.”
“I still do.”
“You told me I belonged to you. You said you would make sure everyone knew it.” She pushed her long, shiny locks from her face. “You wouldn’t let me leave after you took my virginity. I told you one night was enough but you…”
The hurt in her eyes and the heartache in her voice tore at my battered soul. The same soul that understood what I had done when I said all those things to her. I could never be the man she saw when she looked at me through her naive eyes, but I was too arrogant to stop.
“I shouldn’t have—”
“No!” She tugged a throw from the top of her bed and draped it around her vulnerable, exposed body. “You said your heart needed me.”
“It does.” I raised myself into a seated position. “I’m just not sure I understand what that means, but I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t feel it.”
“I get it.” Tears streamed down her face. “It was too early to catch feelings for you.”
When she scooted off the bed, I reached for her hand. She wiggled out of my hold and hurried to the bathroom. But even from behind the closed door, I couldn’t block out the sound of her sobs.
After I showered and changed into the clothes Zeus had retrieved from the hotel this morning, I checked in on Atticus, who was still asleep.
I had spent most of the night in his room making sure he didn’t need anything or wasn’t in any pain.
Truth be told, I was hiding. Avoiding the hurt on Capri’s face.
When have I ever hidden from anything?
Once I went into her room, she was already up and out. I assumed she was downstairs but she hadn’t come back yet. We needed to talk. I had to fix what I had broken last night.
“Hades.” Gia joined me in front of the large stained-glass window at the end of the hallway just outside the guest bedroom. “How is Atticus?”
“He had a restful night,” I said. “I appreciate your hospitality.”
“I’m glad we could help.”
“I should be able to take Atticus back to the hotel this afternoon.” I glanced at my watch, wondering if Capri would ever come upstairs to face me.
“There’s no rush.” She smiled. “He’s probably going to sleep most of the day.”
“I hope so.”
“Capri said you own a club. That’s where she met you.”
“It isn’t like the clubs we frequented back in the day, but it does really well.” I hadn’t thought about those times in years. “Do you remember those days?”
“Like it was yesterday.” She shook her head and laughed. “Don’t ever tell my daughter about the things we got into.”
“I do recall having to break up a few bar brawls that you caused. You could be a little rough back then.”