Disappointment flared brightly to life within him, but he tamped it down. Instead, he dragged the plump aril through the valley of her breasts until the membrane surrounding the seed finally burst, leaking the tartly sweet juice over her pale skin. Lowering his head, he lapped it up, drinking the nectar directly from her flesh.
Reaching for the bowl, he took a handful of the seeds and crushed them, squeezing so the juice ran in crimson rivulets over her breasts and belly. Her nipples beaded tightly, trembling garnet-colored drops of liquid clinging to the tips before running in staining tears over her soft curves.
He nuzzled the sensitive underside of her breast, tenderly cleaning the juice from her skin. Sighing, she threaded her fingers through his hair as he made his way to her other breast then down the gentle slope of her stomach. By the time he reached her navel, she was lifting her hips, urging him to take her with his mouth again.
He smiled against her skin. He’d definitely be doing that. But not now. Instead, he stripped off the remainder of his clothing and stood naked before her. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes fixed on his cock. Her gaze flew to his face then back to his erection again. Pushing up on her elbows, she motioned him closer. Holding her gaze, he knelt on the bed between her spread legs, not missing the widening of her eyes as he drew nearer.
Chapter Four
Persephone swallowed nervously. Thick and fully erect, Hades’ cock curved upward towards his stomach leaving a damp trail across the taut muscle. A fresh rush of cream flooded her cunt as he dropped to hands and knees and prowled toward her, caging her with his body. Heady danger mixed with the inexplicable sensation of security. No matter what happened, she knew he wouldn’t hurt her. She was safe in his arms.
His heavy cock brushed over her clit, and she shivered at the haphazard caress. She lifted her hips, pressing her damp folds to his heated shaft and rubbing herself against him. Her slick heat coated his hard, satiny length. His eyes closed, and he tilted his head back, almost as if he were praying for strength. She did it again, loving the way his breath hissed through his clenched teeth. Each second of contact made her want more.
“Please,” she whispered, stroking her hands over his wide shoulders and over his back.
His hips jerked as if responding to her plea, but he stopped and held her gaze. When she lifted her hips again, his eyes closed and he pushed forward. Hades entered her slightly before pulling back. It was obvious he was taking great care with her, but she didn’t want care. She wanted him.
When he slid forward again, she raised her hips, meeting his shallow thrust and taking him deeper. That tiny motion seemed to be all it took to push him over the edge. As if he’d lost the ability to hold back, he entered her fully. She stiffened at the sharp pain and sudden fullness. He stilled, and his body shook from the effort. His head dropped forward, the ends of his hair slid like silk across her skin, and his labored breaths puffed against her chest. Lifting his gaze to hers, he smoothed his hand over her cheek.
“Are you all right?”
She nodded, barely able to think beyond the overwhelming sensations. Eventually, restlessness replaced the discomfort. Still almost uncomfortably full, it was impossible not to want to move. She needed more than he was giving her. His trembling limbs told her he needed it, too.
Her internal muscles clenched around him, prodding him into action. Slowly, he withdrew, dragging his thick cock through her swollen channel. She swore she felt every ridge, every pulsing vein as he moved within her. After several more controlled advances, she quickly caught his rhythm and met him thrust for measured thrust. The pain melted away, leaving nothing but the bliss of his huge cock working in and out of her clasping body. His pelvic bone ground against her clit on every stroke. Bright bursts of pleasure pulsed through her with every connection.
“You feel so good,” he breathed against her neck. He shafted her faster, losing any sense of rhythm he’d once had. Every rough lunge coiled the need within her tighter until raw with aching hunger, it finally snapped. Her body stiffened, and her internal muscles rippled and clenched, holding him almost motionless. Pleasure raced through her limbs and over her skin, somehow even more intense than before. He pushed through her climax, driving into her, making every sensation sharper.
A groan tore from his chest as his release took him, filling her with a scalding rush of his seed as he continued to pound into her. Finally, he slowed then stopped, gently withdrawing from her body. He dropped kisses on her upturned mouth before plucking another pomegranate aril from the silver bowl by the bed and holding it to her lips.
“More than ever, I would have you for my queen. To rule by my side.”
The fruit was cool against her flesh. It was nearly impossible not to accept it. There was something in his eyes as he watched her. He seemed almost vulnerable as he waited for her response, but she wasn’t sure she could give him the answer he wanted. Would she be trading one life of servitude for another? Slowly, she shook her head.
For a moment, his gaze clouded. And just as quickly, it was gone. “It’s always been your choice to make. But know that I will wait for you until the end of time.” A small smile tugged at his lips. “I always keep my promises.”
In that moment, she knew. Life with Hades wouldn’t be the endless subjugation she’d experienced at her mother’s side. Peace settled over her. She scooped a handful of red, glistening seeds from the bowl with one hand and pushed him back against the pillows with her other. Straddling his lower legs, she grasped his cock with her free hand, sliding her hand up the still hard length of it. His gaze focused sharply on her, halting the breath in her chest as the magnitude of what she was about to do hit her. There was no going back after this. But she knew with utter certainty that she didn’t want to.
“Everything comes to you in time,” she murmured. “My time is now.”
Holding the seeds above the wide, flared head of his cock, she squeezed—slowly, deliberately letting the clear, red liquid drip wetly down his shaft. His eyes dropped closed and his agonized breath hissed through clenched teeth. Dropping the pulpy mess, she took him into her mouth, the sharply sweet juice of the fruit mingling with the warm, musky flavor of her lover. She’d made her choice.
Someday, she’d make her peace with her mother, but for now, she’d let Hades keep his promises, and she planned to make a few of her own.
About the Author
Bronwyn lives in Michigan with her wonderful husband, two amazing sons and five somewhat-psychotic cats. When not tormenting her characters, she can usually be found helping with reading and writing projects in her sons’ classrooms as well as being the car pool mom extraordinaire for five teens and a couple of preteens. Besides writing, she also enjoys reading, knitting, sewing, cross stitching, pottery, drawing—basically anything that helps her avoid the tortures of cleaning and cooking.
Bronwyn loves to talk to her readers and can be found at www.bronwyngreen.com.
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