Chapter 38
HADES
She gave a slight nod, her eyes hooded, the desire evident.
She kicked off her boots, and I turned her around, unclipping the hooks on her leather top, slipping it down her arms, and gently kissing and grazing the back of her neck with my fangs.
I moved her to face me and bent down, taking a nipple in my mouth, making her shudder as she fisted my hair.
Flicking it with my tongue, I sucked long and hard, repeating the action with the other nipple, making her back arch slightly as she gasped.
I unbuttoned her trousers and slid them down her legs, then ripped off her panties. My eyes roved over the perfection of her gloriously naked body, and my cock engorged painfully.
I ran a reverent hand down her chest, between the swell of her breasts, and watched in hunger as she shivered, her nipples puckering and pebbling. Every inch of her was open—inviting. Wanting. Wanting me. She bit her lower lip, locking eyes with me.
‘Turn around, Persephone.’ I grabbed her wrist and moved her until she was where I wanted her to be—braced with both hands on the desk, her back arched perfectly. The sight of her smooth skin and pert ass pulled a low growl from me, bringing me to my knees.
Taking a firm hold of her hips, I kept her where I needed her and feasted on her until her slickness coated my tongue.
As I ate her out from behind, her arms collapsed, and her face pressed against the smooth desk.
Her hips pushed back against me as she rode my face.
When I rolled her clit with my tongue, her thighs clenched around my shoulders as she started rocking back and groaning, her words nothing more than incoherent sounds.
‘Hades. Please. Hades. I—I need…’
I stood, slapping her arse, making her utter a low moan, and wrapped my hand around her neck, pulling her head back to kiss her, her back tight against my chest.
‘Put your hands back on the desk. I’m going to fuck you,’ I said, my voice a low demand as I unzipped myself.
She complied immediately—this powerful goddess, my powerful goddess.
‘Good girl,’ I whispered close to her ear.
My shadows danced around us, strands twisting around her ankles, pulling her feet wider, opening her up for me.
Lining my cock up to her dripping entrance, I slammed into her.
‘Mine,’ I growled. She was so wet. So tight.
Her moans were like music to my ears, and as I pounded into her, I ran one hand down her spine, the other fondling her breasts.
‘Oh, gods, yes… Yes,’ she groaned.
Grabbing a handful of her hair, I dragged her head back, turning her face to kiss her again. My tongue fucked her mouth at the same pace as my cock slammed into her hot, tight pussy.
Her whimpers and the rhythmic clenching of her muscles on my erection made me grit my teeth, and as my thumb rubbed over her clit, she jerked and yelped—a sound between pleasure and pain—her orgasm taking me over the edge, making me see stars as her pussy squeezed my cock, taking every drop I gave her.
Her whole body trembled as I withdrew. Turning her around, I gently picked her up, cradling her to my chest.
‘Now, I’m going to make love to you, agapi mou,’ I said as I shadow-walked us to my bedroom.