Page 34 of Brutal Mercy

Instead I rise with my cock aching, needing to vacate the bedroom, or I will toss aside the last tethers of my control and fuck her senseless. “You should rest. I’ll be back to have dinner with you tonight.”

“But what about you?” She sits up, and her gaze dips to my crotch. Before I can stop her, she presses her palm over my erection. “I want to take care of you too.”

I should say no. She’s been hurt. But my dick throbs beneath her touch. “Have you ever given a blow job before?”

She frowns. “No. Will you teach me?”

“I shouldn’t when you’re hurt.” But fuck, the thought of slipping my shaft between those plump lips has me tossing my good intentions out the window.

“If you help me to my knees, I’ll be fine. Please. I want to suck your cock.”

I’m sure a better man could turn her down and walk away. But I sure as shit am not one of them. When your gorgeous wife wants to suck your dick, you let her.

“Let’s get you onto your knees.” I grab a pillow from the bed to make her as comfortable as possible.

Chapter nine

Luna

Floating.Mylimbsareloose from my climax. It’s the first time I’ve had oral sex, and wow. I didn’t know it could feel that good. But it’s not just the act, but that it was Hades doing the honors. My fascination with my new husband knows no bounds.

But I won’t let him leave our bedroom without giving him pleasure too. And I’m hungry to taste him. To put my mouth on the most intimate part of him and have him come undone because of me.

He helps lower me onto my knees. The pillow he placed on the floor cushions my skinned knees and takes pressure off my ankle. Movement jostles my injuries. But I’m getting used to the sharp bites of pain, and I hide my wince. I want this too badly to stop. If Hades thinks it’s hurting me, he’ll stop. I’m coming to know him well enough. And now that we’re here, I don’t want to stop.

I glance up at his massive form and look at my husband.

It’s unreal. A few days ago we didn’t know the other existed and now we’re married. And I realize he’s into some sketchy things and might even be seen as a bad man, but he’s been wonderful to me. Maybe it’s not a good indication of his character. But nothing he’s done so far leads me to believe he will ever be bad to me.

Because in my time with him, he’s taken care of me in every way that matters. And it’s been so long since anyone has that I find myself lapping up every ounce of his attention.

My gaze drops from his face to the bulge beneath his slacks. I reach for his belt, wanting to see him, taste him. My pussy pulses in exquisite anticipation. It takes me a hot minute to undo his belt and lower his zipper. But then I’m shoving them down over his hips and thighs. The tales of his dress shirt fall in the way.

I glance up at him. “Can you take off your shirt?”

“Only if you remove yours too.”

A seductive half smile curls his lips when I toss the shirt I’d been wearing off. But he yanks his tie off. And then his fingers move down the row of buttons. Once the last one is undone, he draws the material back. Not removing it, but leaving it open so that the ends aren’t in my way.

I’m dumbstruck. I know I’ve already seen it, but not from this angle. His chest is sculpted marble, with a dark dusting of hair. The edges of his back tattoo grace his sculpted shoulders.

My gaze is drawn back to his black boxer briefs and the erection tenting the soft black material.He’s hugeis all I can think. And that I hope he will fit. Both in my mouth and my pussy whenever he decides I’m ready to take him.

I tease the waistband of his boxers. His smooth skin is hot beneath my fingertips. And I drag the material down, freeing his dick.

Holy shit!

He’s impossibly thick and long; his testes hang heavy beneath. His dick is beautiful. And I reach for him, circling his shaft. But his cock is so thick my fingers don’t meet. Hades hisses. I lift my gaze. “Tell me what to do.”

I mean, I’ve seen it done in porn. But I also want to make sure I do it the way he likes and give him as much pleasure as he gave me.

“When you take me inside, relax your mouth and throat and breathe through your nose.”

Holding his dick steady, I dart my tongue out and lick the head, keeping my gaze on his face. It’s dark with lust and shivers through me. Following my instincts, I spend time learning his taste, tracing the thick veins with my tongue. Teasing the crest, I lap up the salty sweetness of precum seeping from the head before I finally take him inside.

He’s massive. His thickness stretches my mouth wide. Then his cock is in my mouth, and I moan, loving that a part of him is inside me. This man who’s my husband and yet a stranger still.

“That’s it.” He groans and gathers my hair into his fist, keeping it out of the way.

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