Persephone: The Lost Goddesses by Alessa Thorn

Author:Alessa Thorn [Thorn, Alessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thornstar Publishing Pty Ltd
Published: 2024-02-08T00:00:00+00:00

10

Hades's hands were shaking; they had been since he had gotten Persephone back, and he couldn't make them stop. The relief to have her in his arms was so palpable that he could breathe again for the first time in days.

He kissed his way down her soft throat, smiling as she squirmed against his stubble but didn't move away. She smelled of flowers and the incense of Isis's temple. He wanted to rub himself all over her to get his scent on her again, like he was some kind of beast. That's what his fear had reduced him to. Hades moved his hand up her smooth, round thigh, and Persephone shifted to straddle him.

Despite her words that she wasn't going to leave him, the fear and shock of it was still riding him. He needed to touch her everywhere, to be inside of her, and to feel her heart beating next to his.

"I do love it when you don't wear pants," Persephone said with a naughty little grin that he adored. Her hands were already doing some exploring of her own. He was hard before her fingers wrapped around him, and he never got tired of her touch.

"I should fuck your pretty throat hoarse for the stress you've caused me," he only half teased.

"What a coincidence because I want your dick in my mouth right now," she replied, slipping out of his grip. He widened his legs as she moved between them.

Hades couldn't stop the smug smile that danced over his lips. Nothing made him feel like a king as Persephone did when she was on her knees before him. She licked her full lips, knowing precisely what to do to tease him. Her hand wrapped around his dick at the base and gave it a hard squeeze.

"I missed you too," she said with a wink and sucked his crown.

Hades's fingers twined in her loose hair, his body burning in seconds. "My beautiful queen." Her free hand went under his clothes to stroke over his chest. Impatient by the restriction, Hades's magic made their clothes disappear.

Persephone lifted her mouth long enough to whisper, "Show off," before returning her mind-altering assault on him.

Within moments, Hades's self-control was hanging on by a thread. He looked over her gorgeous body; her breasts were fuller, and her belly had the sweetest little bump.

She squeezed his balls just enough to make him groan. He thrust harder into her mouth, his hands gripping her hair tight. He had forgotten who was meant to be punishing whom because her mouth, tongue, and teeth were sin itself.

"Fuck, Persephone," he stammered, his breath ragged. She flicked her tongue against him before deep-throating him and turning his blood to fire. He was coming before he could warn her. Persephone drank it down, sucking him until he became too sensitive. She kissed his still quivering stomach muscles.

"Forgive me for running away yet?" she asked, and he purposely narrowed his eyes because she looked like the cat who got the cream.

"Not even a little," he said, hauling her off her red knees and onto the bed.

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