Chapter 27 #3
‘Yes.’ My voice was shaky and a little breathy.
I lifted my head and saw him staring at my ass.
Oh, gods. I pushed my forehead into the pillow, biting my lower lip.
He pulled my panties down my legs, and I whimpered.
He lowered himself and kissed the skin of my neck.
My back arched, and my backside bucked into his hard stomach, making him chuckle.
‘You want my tongue inside you, Persephone?’
‘Yes,’ I groaned as he pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder.
He placed a hand between my shoulder blades and held me down gently, running his fingers down my spine again, then tilting my hips slightly.
I was close to combusting—a trembling mess filled with anticipation.
One touch, and I was sure I’d fall. I fisted my shaking hands into his sheets.
‘Fates, Persephone. You’re so fucking gorgeous,’ he rumbled as he pulled my hips higher.
‘Oh, yes,’ I gasped as his tongue ran down my back, and I jolted when he licked along the crack of my backside.
Then that erotic dance slid over my core, flicking my clit and nudging my opening.
He held me open as if I were a feast made to be devoured.
That hot, broad tongue had me squirming, and a graze of a fang and his hot lips with deep kisses made me squeeze my eyes closed and arch my ass higher.
His tongue circled my sensitive swollen bud, and when he sucked hard, I moaned deep in my throat. ‘Oh, my gods, more.’
A low, satisfied growl against my slick folds made me shiver.
When the heel of his palm took over, massaging that sensitive bundle of nerves in a slow rhythm, I whimpered, and when his tongue pushed deep inside me, my belly clenched, and I saw stars behind my closed eyelids.
My quiet pleading and whimpering made him all the more ferocious in his need to please.
As his thumb circled my clit, and that tongue delved deeper, my entire body ignited.
Bloomed. And eventually crumpled as I clenched around him and melted into an abyss of pure ecstasy.
‘Hades… no more.’ As my hips bucked, I begged for him to stop, but he was relentless, licking that swollen pleasure source, and as wave after wave of rapture shattered through my body, he didn't stop.
Eventually, I was a boneless mess, and he flipped me over, running his tongue from my pussy over my stomach, stopping to lick and suck each taut nipple, then he bit my shoulder hard; a sharp pain in my skin caused me to gasp and then groan.
He showered my neck with gentle kisses, and then his mouth plundered mine.
‘Hecate is coming,’ he said as he gently kissed my neck again, pulled my panties up, and went back to the sitting room and his book.
‘Oh, alright,’ I muttered.
‘Persephone,’ I heard Hecate call. ‘Hades, have you seen—’ Tee emerged from my adjoining suite, her gaze landing on me through the still-open bedroom doors. Her stare shifted to Hades, and she narrowed her eyes.
‘She’s fine,’ he muttered.
‘Oh, hi.’ I sat up, still wrapped in post-orgasmic bliss.
‘Whoops, it seems your dress tore.’ Hecate picked up the shredded garment and glared at Hades. ‘Come on.’ She beckoned to me with her index finger.
I rolled my eyes, caught Hades’ gaze, and smiled at him, but his expression remained impassive. ‘I’ll see you later,’ I muttered, then followed Tee back to my room, where she closed the doors.
‘What in the Fates is going on?’ She glowered at me.
‘Food!’ I shrieked as I stared at the plate on my table and rushed to sit down, picking up the fork and gobbling down the masterpiece of jasmine rice and delicious-tasting chicken.
After devouring half the feast without pausing for breath and sipping yet another glass of nectar, my eyes lifted to Tee.
‘Sephy, babe. You’re in your underwear. You’ve been with Hades. Tell me what in Olympus is going on. Are you having post-sex munchies?’
I bit my bottom lip, staring down at my hands. Bah. ‘Not penis sex.’ I looked up at her.
‘Oral sex.’ She raised an eyebrow, and I nodded, avoiding her gaze. ‘He’s marked you,’ she growl-hissed.
‘What?’ I wandered over to the mirror and spotted the bite mark just above my shoulder. Two tiny holes were surrounded by a small purple bruise, and I frowned. ‘Is that…?’
‘Yes. He’s claimed you. The jackass,’ she growled again.
‘Claimed me?’ I suddenly sobered up. ‘What does that even mean?’
‘Any god who desires you will have to challenge him.’
‘Oh,’ I murmured.
‘So no more hanky-panky with him, Sephy. He had no right to claim you without your consent.’
‘Argh, but Tee, he’s so good at it. So freaking good. I think I’m like a crack addict. I’m addicted to him. And I discovered that Hedone’s right! Oral sex each way is good.’
‘Sephy, how many glasses of nectar have you had?’ I shrugged in response. ‘So, you’ve given him head?’
‘A blowjob? Yeah.’ I paused. ‘Tee… do you think I love him?’ Well, that came out of the blue.
‘I know you do, Sephy.’
‘But how do you know if it’s love and not just attraction?’
‘You just know, Sephy. You feel like a complete individual when they’re in your life.
It’s the sense that the link you share with them transcends everything.
Could you live without them? Want to live without them?
From my perspective, the answer is no. I’d be a miserable bitch without Hedone in my life. ’
I giggled. Could I live without Hades? My mind was fuddled, so I shut that thought down. ‘That sounds… nice. Anyway, I’ve sworn off love.’
‘Why?’
I sobered for another moment. ‘Everyone I love leaves me,’ I whispered, my lips trembling.
Tee gently stroked my face. ‘Come on, let’s get you to bed. How many glasses of nectar have you had?’
‘Hm, about four. Maybe eight.’ Tee tutted at my words and cursed under her breath about something or another.
That night, my dream was of Hades. And it was filthy.