Page 32 of Wild Hunt
"Fuck," I growled, digging my nails into the back of his neck. "If I get a hickey, I'm gonna kill you."
He stopped what he was doing only to look up at me, a devilish glint in his eyes. "Can't do that, remember?"
"Shut up," I muttered, pulling him in for another kiss.
His right hand slipped underneath my jacket, resting against my waist. My body surged against his instinctively as his hand made its way up to cup my breast, fondling me over my shirt and bra. The heat of his touch made it feel like my clothes were going to burn away to useless scraps, and as I slung my thigh over his hip to make room for him between my legs, I wished they would. His thigh pushed between mine, lifting up my skirt, and my panties grew wet as I ground against him.
His mouth was on my neck again, and I could tell from the fervor with which he was sucking that he was getting as much enjoyment out of it as I was on the receiving end. And here I had assumed Fenrir was the only one likely to get toothy in bed.
Much to my chagrin, I had often wondered about Hades in a similar context. Now that it was actually happening, it was all too fast and flurried for me to think with my logical brain. All I knew was that I wanted him as much as I hated him, and if I kissed him with enough violence, it almost felt like revenge.
My clit was throbbing with need and grinding against his leg wasn't cutting it. He seemed to sense my desperation, or maybe it was just the fact that I was clawing at him, but he slipped his hand between my legs and pushed my panties aside to work a finger into me. I was already so wet, and a fevered moan escaped me as he found my G-spot on the first try.
That son of a bitch just had to be good at everything. "More," I demanded breathlessly. He answered by pushing three fingers inside of me, and my body caved at the sudden burst of pleasure. I tightened up around him, my breasts pressed to his chest, and let out another moan as an earth shattering orgasm swept over me. His fingers fucked me harder as I bucked into his hand until I could take it no more. Before I could tell him as much, he pulled out with one final brush against my oversensitive clit that made me gasp.
He smirked as he watched me come down from the orgasmic high, still breathless and too out of it to properly hate myself. He brought his fingers to his lips and sucked the tips in, his tongue flicking sensuously over my arousal. Somehow,thatwas the thing that made me blush.
"That answers that question."
"What question?" I asked, still panting too hard to sound properly offended.
There was unmistakable lust in his eyes as he stared down at me. "You taste as good as you smell."
The heat in my cheeks flared. "If you tell anyone about this —"
"You'll kill me?" he finished smugly. "You're really going to have to find a new threat."
He had a point. No matter how much I despised it, Hades' destiny and mine were more closely entwined than ever.
Chapter 17
Loki
“You fucked her, didn’t you?” I asked, watching Hades from across the table.
He shot me a dirty look and looked around to make sure no one was listening closely. “Would you keep your voice down?”
“Sounds like a yes to me,” I said, smirking. “What about you, Fenrir?”
He’d been conspicuously silent all day and his only response was to keep eating while putting off a general aura of irritation.
“Oh, come on,” I muttered. “We’re almost to the end of the semester and we haven’t even had any fun.”
“Hades has had plenty,” Fenrir said in a decidedly bitter tone.
I cringed inwardly as Hades’ head shot up and they stared each other down like their eyes were capable of shooting lasers. “What the fuck’s that supposed to mean?”
“I think you know exactly what it means,” Fenrir said, shoving his tray forward. A few students at the next table over were starting to look our way, and not for any of the usual starstruck, dreamy-eyed reasons. “First, you make Kore the Rabbit, now her scent’s all over you.”
“What business is it of yours what I do with my fiancee?” Hades demanded.
“Come on, guys,” I said with a nervous laugh. “We’re not really going to let one little goddess come between us, are we?”
They both shot me a withering glare and I shrank back in silence. “Okey-dokey, then.”
“It’s my business when your antics make the rest of us look like fools,” Fenrir growled. “I’m starting to think you’ve forgotten the entire reason for being here.”
“I’m starting to think you’ve forgotten your place,” Hades shot back, standing.
