The Passion of Hades - Eliza Raine Page 0,55

he reached my breasts he kissed over the thin silk of my camisole, my nipples hardening instantly. His tongue flicked over one through the fabric, and another wave of need crashed between my legs.

My thighs were still clenched around his solid waist and I gasped as I felt his hand under one of them, moving up towards my shorts. As his fingertips stroked higher I arched my back, pleasure and need making me dizzy. His fingers danced higher and higher, teasing me until I was squirming under him. I had my hands in his hair, and every time I pulled he grazed my nipple with his teeth through the silk. His fingers had reached my shorts, but he kept them over the surface of the fabric too, drawing closer and closer to the place I wanted him to be. Needed him to be. Waves of barely tolerable tingles shimmied across my skin from his touch and I didn't know if it was his magic or just how much I wanted him that was making them so powerful.

With excruciating slowness, I finally felt his finger brush over my sex, and a low moan left my lips. I heard his ragged breath as he must have felt how damp the silk between my legs was, and then he was kissing me on the mouth again, urgent and hungry. He tasted divine, and my mind blanked as his fingers danced like a feather over my most sensitive spot. The pressure was building with every movement, the desire inside me like a freight train, gathering too much momentum to hold on to. I kissed him back with a desperation I'd never felt before, as days and days of passion for this beautiful man, this god, flooded to where he expertly teased and touched me.

'Hades,' I moaned aloud, and a shattering wave of release crashed over me. His other arm wrapped tight around my shuddering body, and I buried my face in his neck, kissing any skin I could reach over and over as waves of pleasure hammered through me in shuddering aftershocks.

'Gods, you’re stunning,' he murmured, his voice strained. 'I want to feel you do that again, around me. I want you, Persephone.'

'I'm yours,' I breathed back, gripping his shoulders.

But he moved back again, looking down into my face as he brushed a knuckle across my cheek. His eyes were glittering with fierce passion, but his words were soft.

'I never thought I'd see you again,' he said. 'Let alone hear you say those words. I-I don't want you to leave.'

I stared up at him, trying to concentrate on his words instead of the pleasure still rocking through my tremoring body, my desire to touch him, to feel him inside me, for him to take me completely.

'But you said I couldn't stay.'

'I know. But, I can't do it. I can't let you go again.'

Something inside me sparked, and it wasn't connected to my desire. It was deeper than that. I was happy. I was happy that he didn't want me to go.

But that wasn't the plan. I needed to get back to New York, away from murderous gods and amoral assholes.

And leave your powers, underwater worlds, flying ships and a fucking god who wants to spend an eternity worshiping you?

'I- I don't know if I belong here,' I said hesitantly. Hades said nothing, but emotion flickered through his eyes. 'But I do know that I feel something for you. Something I have never felt before.'

'We are bound,' he said quietly. 'But you have not fully accepted it. If you do, you will feel it.'

'I already feel something.'

He shook his head.

'It is not something. It is everything.'

I didn't know what to say. Guilt washed over me.

'I'm sorry,' I said, meaning it. I wanted, more than anything, to make him happy. Not just because of how much I wanted him physically, but because it was unbelievably important to me that he was happy. That must be the bond he was talking about, I supposed.

He stood up slowly.

'I'll make you a deal,' he said. 'If the bond awakens, and you feel it, I'll do everything in my power to keep you here. But if it is truly gone, then I swear you'll go back to New York, with no memory of me or Olympus.'

I sat up straight, pushing my legs together. This conversation was no longer about sex. And I didn't know what I wanted anymore. As much of me that wanted to return home to my brother