Chapter 29 Goddess #3
But it was too late. My second orgasm struck.
I cried out, hoarse and broken like an animal.
Hades kept fucking me as my body pulsed and shook, fucked me even harder as I cried his name.
I was babbling, begging. I didn’t even know what I was asking for, only knew that my body had turned electric.
I was still mid-orgasm — it had only been a couple of seconds — when he slid out of me, still hard as a fucking rock, and bent his head back to my clitoris.
And this time, he did lick.
I screamed.
Hades dragged me all the way into his mouth, his tongue probing deep into me and roaming back to my clit, licking, sucking.
My groin ground into his lips and tongue and teeth like it was seeking him out of its own accord.
I came so hard and so long that I couldn’t tell where the ebb of one orgasm fell and the crest of the next one began.
I might have only come twice, or I might have come three times. I might have come four.
I could feel Hades rocking his hips against the floor helplessly. Somehow that only made me come harder.
Eventually, when I was spent and sprawled and shuddering on the hot towel, he pulled back. He kissed my labia once, tenderly, and began to work his own cock.
I couldn’t even sit up. I could only watch, my brain turned to mush, as he stroked himself. He was still lying between my legs, gazing at my body. The body he had just played like a fucking piano. And yet here he was, jerking off.
I mumbled, “You didn’t finish.”
“Trust me,” he huffed laughingly into my thigh, “I’m going to finish.”
“You didn’t want to come inside me?”
He kissed my hip. “That’s for later.”
Later. That meant we were going to do it again. It meant he wanted to do this again. Wanted to keep me with him.
My stomach melted. I pulled him up and kissed him.
He opened his mouth the way my whole body had opened up to him.
He settled on the towel next to me, and I pressed my stomach and chest into his side and arm and then sat up, transfixed, to watch.
I had already known his body and chest and shoulders were tall and broad and chiseled and smooth.
Now his flat stomach was turned up to me like that of a prey animal, his hair fallen away from his face.
With his hair out of his eyes, he looked younger, like he had in the library.
Or maybe it was just that his features were so relaxed.
He looked happy.
And I felt happy. Delirious, more like.
His cock was fucking splendid. Gorgeously shaped, hard, dusky. It was also huge. “I can’t believe you put that inside me,” I said, almost accusingly.
“I know what I’m doing,” he said casually. He was smiling.
I ran my fingers along his abdomen. Hades closed his eyes and sighed. I found myself staring. I couldn’t help it. He was just so fucking hot. My limbs were jelly, but I found myself wondering if I had a fifth orgasm in me. I whispered, “What are you thinking about?”
“Your face,” Hades replied softly, eyes still closed. “Your pretty face when you come.”
My mouth dried up. I lay down next to him and watched him.
“You’re so beautiful.” He was working his hand harder now. “Took — took everything I had not to come inside you.”
“You could have come inside me. I thought you would. I wanted you to.”
“I know. But I wanted — wanted to get my tongue on you while you were coming. Mmm. Couldn’t wait.” His lips were parted. He was getting close. Gods, it made me want to fuck him again.
“You could come inside me right now,” I said softly. “I could climb on top of you and sink down on your cock while you’re touching yourself.” Hades gasped. “You wouldn’t even know what hit you, would you? You’d come right away, wouldn’t you?”
“Yeah — yeah — mmm, goddess, fuck —”
“You want that? You want to feel me again? Could you even handle it?”
“No —”
“You’d better brace yourself, Your Lordship,” I crooned, literally unaware of what I was saying, “because next time I’m going to fuck you as good as you fucked me.
I’m going to tie your wrists to the headboard, I’m going to lick you all over that hard, muscled chest, I’m going to take your cock into my mouth, and when you can’t stand it for one more fucking second I’m going to —”
Hades came.
He cried out. I kissed him. Swallowed his cries. I would have them inside me forever.
After a few moments, his shuddering ceased. His eyes blinked open. He stared at me, dazed.
“Hello,” I said. I was smiling. I felt so stupid but I was grinning like an idiot. He was so hot.
Hades grinned, too, slowly. He said, “I should have found you and kidnapped you ages ago.”
I laughed. Then I found the little white negligée and used it to wipe the come off his chest and stomach and thighs and hands as best I could.
While I was in the middle of that, Hades wrapped his hands in my hair and kissed me again, and we kissed like that for a while; and then we decided that we might as well take a bath and get all the come off properly, so we both climbed into the tub, slicking our bodies with the camphor soap and then, somehow, even after my four orgasms, finding ourselves kissing again, Hades’s hands sliding over my ass, my own hands seeking out the gap between his powerful thighs —
The door opened.
It was like being doused with cold water.
It was Elke.
I ducked into the water. Hades was red as a beet.
I was mortified, too, but at the expression on his face I couldn’t help but laugh. He scowled and put his hand on my head as though he was going to push me under. Then he realized that wouldn’t exactly be funny. I looked up at him. He whipped his hand away.
“Oh!” said Elke. “Finally. It’s about time you two got around to it.”
“Elke,” Hades screeched.
“Sorry, Your Lordship,” although she didn’t sound sorry; she sounded distracted, mostly. She was quivering. But not, I realized, from embarrassment.
She was shaking from fear.
Hades noticed this at the same time I did. He sat up sharply. “Elke? What is it?”
“Oh, shit,” I said. The invasion.
Hades’s attention snapped to me . “What?”
“I didn’t have time to tell you.” Guilt pierced me. “There’s going to be an invasion.”
“What?” He pulled away from me. It was like getting kicked.
No, I wanted to say. I reached for him. “I’m sorry. I got distracted. Listen —”
“You got distracted? By what, my cock?”
“It’s Calix —”
“Your boyfriend?” Hades all but shouted.
“Uh, trust me, Hades, I haven’t done any of that shit with Calix!”
“That shit? Meaning, what, fucking? Is that shit what you call having sex with me?”
“Hades!”
“No!” Elke broke in. “It isn’t the humans! Or, not just them. Your Lordship, the Vizeking — the King —”
Hades climbed out of the tub. I felt cold all over. I picked up a towel, started getting dressed in my stupid little white pajama dress. Elke clicked anxiously by the door.
Then Hades said to me, “Don’t think you’re coming.”
“Uh, don’t think I’m not.”
“It’s dangerous. I won’t allow it.”
“Won’t allow it?” I repeated, unable to believe my ears. “Like you think it’s up to you?”
Hades took a deep breath. He closed his eyes.
“I am angry with you for not telling me that your blond human, who shot at me, is invading the underworld,” he bit out.
“But I am still in love with you and I will not permit you to put yourself in danger. For Monarch’s sake wait here, Persephone. Please.”
My bran short-circuited. I didn’t even process his last sentence.
Because Hades had said —
He was —
He was what?
His eyes widened as he realized what words had come out of his mouth. But he scowled, too. He wasn’t about to take it back.
And… I discovered that I didn’t want him to.
But before I could tell him that, Elke broke in, “I’m sorry, Your Lordship, but she has to come with us. The problem is at the Lake.”