Page 32 of Right Hand Of The Reaper
He rubbed soothing circles over my tortured skin. “And who do you belong to?”
I swallowed, unable to get the words out.
Smack. “Who do you belong to?!”
“You!” I screamed. “You, Daddy!”
What. The. Fuck.
Excuse me, what did I just say?
Hades pressed himself against my back and moaned long and hard, the sound reverberating through me. “Oh, baby girl, do you know how fucking perfect you are?”
And why did that make me want to fucking preen?
Hades ground his hips against mine, digging his erection into me painfully. “I’m going to make you sing for me.” He swiped his tongue up the side of my face before resting his mouth against my skin. “I’m going to own you, Roux. Body and fucking soul. You were born to be laid out like this beneath me. So fucking beautiful. So goddamn perfect.”
His words were hot against my skin, branding them onto me and marking me forever. I was his. I always had been.
And now he was going to claim me as his own.
Hades stepped away from me and I immediately felt the loss of his warmth. I peeled myself from his desk and looked straight at him, defiance in my gaze even after all that.
“Kneel,” he growled.
It took me a minute to process his request. My legs were shaking and there was some part of me that was still resisting.
Hades gripped my chin harshly and towered over me. “I want you to kneel. I want you to show me how grateful you are that Daddy punished you.”
Embarrassment had a flush creeping up my throat. But I knelt. I sank to my knees like a good girl and Hades grinned at me wolfishly.
He thrust his thumb between my lips, stroking my tongue and oh my Gods, why was that so dirty?
“So fucking perfect.” He undid his belt and opened his zipper, the sound overly loud. Then he released his cock and holy fucking shitballs. There was no way that thing was fitting in my mouth. It was huge and thick, and the tip glistened with pre-cum. He rubbed the tip of it against my lips, smearing me with it. I flicked my tongue out to taste it and a moan of appreciation clawed its way out of me.
“That’s it, baby. Show me how much you appreciated that punishment.” His voice was low and raspy, and it had a shiver running up my spine.
I reached for his cock, but he smacked my hands away.
“No hands. Just that pretty fucking mouth, baby girl.”
If I had a heartbeat, I bet it’d be running a riot in my chest. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and wrapped my lips around the fat head of his cock. It took me a minute to find my rhythm and spit dribbled down my chin. I didn’t seem to have much finesse, but I made up for that with sloppy enthusiasm. Hades didn’t seem to mind though. He stared down at me with fire in his eyes, his gaze unrelenting and fierce.
I took him deeper into my throat with each pass, until he was pressing against the back of it. He gripped my hair in his fist and forced his cock deeper, until I could brush the dark curls nestled at the base of it. Tears sprang to my eyes as my throat convulsed around his cock, my gag reflex working to remove it. My hands flew to Hades’ thighs, gripping them beneath my fingers, but he just held me there, staring at me, testing me to see how much I could take.
When he finally released me, I fell backwards, tears streaming down my face and saliva coating my chin. I pushed back up onto my knees and opened my mouth wide. I wanted my reward.
“Such a sight,” Hades said, stroking a hand down the side of my face before gripping my chin tightly. “Don’t move.”
I stared up at him and waited while he began to fist his magnificent cock, pumping himself hard and fast, the muscles in his forearms straining, his chest rising rapidly. The fire in his eyes could have melted me. He looked down at me like I was nothing more than prey and I was lapping it up. My core was aching, dripping, and I wanted nothing more than for Hades to fucking own me.
“Gods, you’re beautiful, Roux. So fucking perfect. My little Reaper.”
The hand on my chin tightened as he found his release, and fuck, I nearly came myself. Cum fell on my tongue and down my chin before he slipped his cock back into my mouth. I sucked him clean, enjoying the taste of every single drop I could find.
He pulled his cock from my mouth and dragged his thumb through the cum on my face, pushing it into my mouth, not wanting to waste a single drop.
“Say thank you,” he said, his voice barely above a growl.
