Page 101 of The Catacomb King
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 sohot.
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 gotdistracted? By what, my cock?”
“It’s Calix —”
“Your boyfriend?” Hades all but shouted.
“Uh, trust me, Hades, I haven’t done any ofthatshit with Calix!”
“That shit? Meaning, what, fucking? Isthat shitwhat 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.”
