Page 85 of A Kiss From Death
He leans forward, bringing his lips to the shell of my ear. “Let me help you relax,” he whispers, sending toe curling chills down my spine. “Justrelease. Let go of some stress,” he promises. “You make the rules here, Nyxi.”
He’s giving me an out to settle my brain. He reads me like a book and can tell I want this badly, but my brain is having a hard time letting go. Deep down, I know this is okay, but it doesn’t mean my brain will allow it easily. He’s giving my brain a reason to justify this, but he’s also not pushing me.
“Just release,” I say under my breath while my body turns uncomfortably hot under his gaze. My breathing is slow and deep as time freezes. I’m ready to dive headfirst until I crash at the bottom, emerging something wholly different in the aftermath.
He nods animalistically slowly. “Just release,” he promises. “Nothing more.” He pauses as the air slowly turns electric. He waits and waits, looking at me with respect and patience in his eyes.
“Yes,” I breathe desperately, falling to the beautiful spell Hade has had on me since the moment I laid eyes on him. He looks between my eyes, making sure this is exactly what I want, and it is, wholeheartedly. I want and need this.
He sees exactly that reflected in my eyes, and a strangled moan escapes his lips before they crash to mine. This time, they don’t feel rushed or desperate—they feel like a call home. They feel undoubtedly right. They feel like a claim that cannot be broken or overturned.
They feel likemine.
I feel his magic fall away as Hade draws me against his chest, wrapping one arm around my waist, the other resting at the nape of my neck as he digs his fingers into my hair.
A tingling explodes where our lips meet, and I moan into his mouth and dig my heels into his back, trying to make every inch of our bodies touch. I grind against him, and I can feel his hard length pressed against my core, butterflies erupting in the pit of my stomach.
He grips my hair and tugs my head back so he can attack my neck with his soothing lips. His stubble drags across my skin, lighting my body on fire and setting me on edge as the soft contrast of his lips create a trail of need across my throat.
I moan loudly, the word dignity so far from my brain, it holds no meaning. I score my nails down his back as the hot water makes the air steam. At this moment, I never want to be found. Being lost to this man for eternity sounds like a dream.
I grind against his length again, and he lets out a groan of desperation. His tongue slides into my mouth, lapping against mine as the taste of him floods me. He tastes like sin and devastation, my favorite flavor.
The water shuts off abruptly as Hade walks us out of the ensuite into the dimly lit room. I let out a loud gasp as he drops me onto the bed below me, my wet back colliding with the soft cotton sheets. The room is so dim, making Hade look like a haunting shadow above me. The soft glow of the moon barely trickles into the room, illuminating every hard cut of his body.
Biting my lip, I stare up at him, charged with an aching need that feels like it will be the death of me if it isn’t satiated soon. I go to sit up, the need to touch him overpowering, but he tsks at the same time four tendrils of dark magic lash out, wrapping around both my ankles and wrists, tethering me to the four posts of the bed. I tug on them, but they give no budge as they hold me in place.
“Exquisite,” he breathes as he looks over my body laid out before him like an offering.
I’m burning from the inside out, every nerve standing at attention. It’s painfully blissful, and I’m so close to begging for him to touch me. He continues standing between my legs, tearing me apart with his eyes.
“What are you doing?” I question him eagerly, squirming in my restraints.
A dark gleam takes over his eyes as his face turns predatory. “Looking over my meal and trying to decide how it will taste.”
I let out a soft gasp of pleasure. “But you’ve already tasted me,” I sputter.
“Not yet where I want to,Nyxi.” Two black pits of hunger stare down at me greedily. “I’m a starved man, and I’ve been dying to learn how divine you taste upon my tongue,” he growls.
“Oh,” I gasp, my pulse racing like a drum.
He leans forward so he’s towering over my body. His muscles and tattoos on full display. “Tell me you want this,” he demands. I nod back, words lost to the wind with my body wound so tight. “Words, Nyxi. I need to hear you say it.”
“I want this,” I rush out desperately. “Please, Hade,” I beg like a crazed woman.
My begging is his undoing as he slams his lips to mine, nipping and kissing me desperately. I pant louder as sparks ignite from his hot skin.
A moan escapes my throat as he moves down and captures one of my nipples into his mouth, his fingers working my other one with a mouthwatering rhythm. He sucks and bites, dragging my nipple out, making me arch my back, chasing his touch. I whimper when he sets my nipple free with a pop.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as his hand takes over for his mouth, both his hands massaging each of my breasts thoroughly as he slowly plants hot kisses down the center of my stomach. I push eagerly into each kiss and squirm in my restraints, needing to touch him.
“Mmmmm.” His hot breath fans over my center as he looks up at me from between my thighs, and it’s officially the most beautiful sight I’ve ever witnessed. “Mine!” he growls before diving into my core like he’s famished and I’m the only meal in sight.
“Hade,” I cry as I fall to the pleasure he’s dealing. His wet tongue slides up my entrance slowly as he holds eye contact with me, and I forget my name for a brief second.
“Fucking delicious, just like I thought.” His voice is lower than Hell itself, and I shudder under his damning eyes. A wicked gleam takes over his face as he eagerly drops to me again and sucks my clit into his mouth, drawing it between his teeth.
“Oh my…” I choke out as he devotes all his attention to my center. He swirls his warm tongue in small circles, drawing electricity to the tip of each nerve.
