Page 77 of Queen of Shadows and Roses
‘You loud-mouthed tree frog!’ I fumed as I stood before him.
He glanced up from his book, and his expression darkened as he looked at me, his eyes fixated on my breasts. ‘Did you go to Ares’ court looking like that?’ he bellowed as he jumped to his feet, still staring at my breasts. His eyes turned into golden aether, and his mouth was nothing more than a thin slash.
‘Hey, blame Hedone, not me. I didn’t particularly want to get my breasts out for anyone.’
Apart from you, that irritating little voice in my head said.And you can pipe down!I growled at the little fucker.
He continued to stare at my breasts. ‘Hades.’ No answer, his eyes fixed solely on my chest. ‘Hades!’ I yelled, and he jumped, his gaze finding my face. ‘You told Poseidon you’d given me oral sex. How could you?’ I gave him a look that should’ve shrivelled his balls.
He groaned and slumped back onto the sofa. ‘He told you?’
‘He insinuated,’ I barked. ‘Is this some twisted game to you? Tell me the truth.’
‘No.’ He sighed wearily. ‘He wanted to know why you kissed Apollo.’ I gulped.Damn.‘He was apoplectic. I had to explain how you were well within your rights to kiss him.’ His jaw hardened. ‘How angry you were when I left you without an explanation. I trust him, Persephone. He’s my ally.’
‘Oh,’ I squeaked. ‘Right. Well, no more gossiping about my sex life. Okay?’
‘Yes. I’m sorry.’ His eyes were back on my breasts. He was focused on them, and I noticed his beautifulbigcock straining against his jeans. I wanted to taste him again. Gods, I was going insane.
I don’t know what came over me… something primal stirred within, but that sensitive area between my thighs tingled and was flooded with wetness and heat. I sauntered over to him, hiked up the dress, and straddled his lap.
‘Persephone,’ he groaned.
‘Hades,’ I whispered, nuzzling his neck. His low growl reverberated through me. ‘Would you like me to taste you again?’ At my words, I felt a shiver roll through him.
‘Yes. Or…’ He hesitated. ‘I could—’ He stopped.
‘You could what?’ I breathed as my teeth grazed his neck.
‘Fuck you with my tongue,’ he said in a low, animalistic whisper.
Oh, hello, Mamma! ‘Okay.’
He lifted me, and I yelped as his hands grasped the front of my dress and tugged. The dress tore straight down the centre, and he pushed it away from my shoulders. As I stood in my lace underwear, he feasted on me with his eyes, then palmed my breasts, making me moan softly. He licked and sucked my taut nipple through the lacy bra, and then did the same with the other. As his fingers rubbed and tweaked and his mouth played erotic games, I felt myself turning to goo—a pile of aroused goo—and I was on the edge of an orgasm.
‘More,’ I rasped.
‘Gods, Persephone.’ He raised his head, and I whimpered. ‘Your breasts are fucking delightful.’ He gave me an indecent smile, then carried me to his bedroom, placing me face down on his bed.
He hovered over me, and I groaned softly. He trailed his fingers down my spine. ‘Are you okay?’ he whispered.
‘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.
