Page 72 of Spring's Descent

My moan turned into a whimper as my pussy clenched, desperate for release. My breathing hitched as his chest pressed against my back, using the wetness between my thighs to reach further.

“This too, little witch.” I stilled as the pad of his finger circled my ass. “We have work to do before you’re ready to be fucked here.”

My body clenched as he pressed against me, but then his shadows were there. They were everywhere, pinching my nipples, circling my clit, filling my mouth as I moaned into the darkness. All the while his finger stayed at my ass, working in slowly as my body loosened.

“There,” he breathed against my neck, his finger gently gliding into me. “You would let me do anything to this body, wouldn’t you Persephone?”

I nodded, tilting my pelvis as I tried to take more of him. Every nerve ending was on fire, electricity dancing across each place his magic touched my own.

“You’d let me fuck this tight hole right now if I wanted.”

“Yes,” I breathed, pressing back against him.

Hades kissed my neck as his other hand replaced the shadows between my legs. He slipped two fingers into my pussy, dragging a moan from my lips as my legs shook with the effort it took to stand. I was stretched like I’d never been before, used and worshiped at the same time. Hades could have bent me over and fucked me every which way and I would have thanked him, so long as he let me come.

My body clenched as he worked, the pressure building. “Please, Hades.”

An animalistic growl vibrated through him. “So fucking beautiful when you beg.”

I was close. So close.

“Do you want to come, Persephone? Knowing that my fingers are stretching you. Filling you. That the God of The Underworld, King of Demons, is the only one able to make your body tremble like this.”

I whimpered my agreement arching my neck as I stared into his eyes, shamelessly grinding against him as the wave of pleasure crested.

“Come for me.”

He kissed my lips, stealing the last of my breath as his fingers curled. The orgasm tore through me, each moan swallowed by a sweep of his tongue, a press of his lips. My legs gave out as he worked every last wave of pleasure from my body. It felt like I was floating, like I was nothing but ecstasy. I had detached from my body and was hovering in clouds of euphoria.

I felt his arms around me as he carried me to the bed, felt the smoothness of the sheets against my skin as he laid me down. And then the heat of his breath was on the inside of my thighs as he licked up toward my center.

My consciousness returned to my body enough for me to look down, finding dark curls poised over my soaking pussy.

“What are you doing?”

“Cleaning up my mess,” Hades breathed, his hands pressing my legs apart. “We’re just getting started.”

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HADES

Persephone’s eyes widened,that sexy fucking blush blooming across her cheeks as I pressed her legs apart. Seconds ago, she was bouncing on my fingers, begging me to take her however I liked, but now that the effects of the orgasm were fading she was back to being nervous. Self-conscious even.

As if I didn’t crave every inch of her. As if I wasn’t going to taste and fuck and brand myself on every piece of her soul. I looked down at her pussy, fucking soaked and waiting for me. I allowed the whisper of my wings to show. Her breathing hitched as I lowered my mouth, her breasts heaving, her nipples hard and pink from my earlier attention. Red curls fanned out around her, with the crown of diamonds still pinned in place.

Like the fucking queen she was.

“I’ll get on my knees every day for you, little witch, worshiping your body like the goddess you are.”

A needy whimper fell from her lips at the first swipe of my tongue. She tasted like sunlight and honey—like the only heaven I’d ever need.

Shewas my grace.

My life.

Everything I never knew I needed and so much more than I deserved.

Positioning her thighs over my shoulders, I gripped her ass, tilting her toward my face. Like a starved man served his favorite meal, I devoured her. Ravaged her. Until she was panting and writhing beneath me, her hands locked around my ram horns as she rode my face.