“It is good to see you, Antoni,” she replied with a sincerity that made Hades’ heart ache. It was no wonder his people loved her. She was so genuine in her expression.
“Just press the com if you need anything.”
He rolled up the privacy window, and suddenly, they were alone and the cabin was full of thick, electric air and all the unspoken things he should be telling her. It was like she knew, like she couldn’t get comfortable either, because she started to fidget, crossing and uncrossing her legs.
Hades’ eyes dropped to her bare thighs, eyeing her rising dress. He would much rather have his fingers, his face, his cock between those legs than think all these agonizing thoughts about admitting his love for her.
He placed his hand on her thigh, and Persephone inhaled, slowly peeking up at him.
“I want to worship you.”
That, Hades thought. I’ll take that.
“And how would you worship me, goddess?”
His voice rumbled between them, and he watched, eyes darkening as she knelt in front of him, parting his thighs as she fitted herself between his legs.
“Shall I show you?”
How the fuck did he get so lucky?
He swallowed, managing to keep the excitement from his voice. He could not say the same for his cock, which had grown full and thick.
“A demonstration would be appreciated.”
She freed his sex and clasped it in both of her hands, stroking him once as she met his gaze. He fisted his hands on his thighs to keep from fitting them behind her head and taking control. She bent to him, her tongue peeking out, tasting his crown and the cum that pooled there. He groaned, seeing her mouth full of him. His whole body tightened, and as his head rolled back, the car came to a stop.
“Fuck!” Hades reached for the intercom, missing the button, distracted by Persephone’s mouth as she took him deep, hitting the back of her throat.
“Antoni,” he gritted out. “Drive until I say otherwise.”
“Yes, sir.”
He sat back, inhaling through his teeth, his hands twisted into her hair, fingers digging into her scalp. He held her there as she worked, and all he could think was that his heart felt raw and it beat hard and fast. His chest felt like the universe, expansive and full of love for this woman, this goddess, this queen. Who needed a realm of devoted souls when she would worship him like this?
Her tongue crept back up his length, her lips fastening over the head of his cock, and her hands played with his balls.
“Persephone.” He hissed her name, thrusting into her. He hit the top of her mouth and the back of her throat, his hands tightening in her hair until he came, growling her name. When she let go of him, he dragged her up his body and kissed her. He pulled away, her lips catching between his teeth.
“I want you,” he said, as if it were a sin he was confessing.
A smile ghosted her lips, still glistening from her work and their kiss. “How do you want me?”
“To start,” he said, his hands trailing up her thighs, thumbs brushing the damp curls at her center. She straightened, hands planted on his shoulders. “I’ll take you from behind on your hands and knees.”
Her breath caught, and she shivered. “And then?”
His lips quirked. She was a tease, but he could play her game, parting her flesh and tickling her clit. She melted against him.
“I’ll pull you on top and teach you how to ride me until you come apart.”
“Hmm, I like that one.”
Her hands dropped to his engorged flesh, and as she lifted herself, Hades helped her lower onto his shaft. She was warm and wet and tight; it was different from how her mouth felt because her muscles clenched around him, putting pressure on every part of his cock.
At first, he helped her move, ensuring she was seated fully before she rose up again, but after a few thrusts, he let her take over, finding her rhythm and her pleasure. Slowly, their breaths quickened and the cabin of the limo grew warm, the air thick with their lovemaking.
Her lips closed over his and traced his jaw, her teeth grazing his skin as she whispered, “Tell me how I feel.”
“Like life.”
She was life, his life.
His hand slipped between them, teasing that sensitive, erect nub until she came with a guttural cry. Hades’ arm tightened around her waist, and he pumped into her a few more times