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I wanted to show her, to make her feel just how much I loved her, how deeply I desired her. I wanted to make her come apart under my touch, to make her feel beautiful and loved.
I wanted to give her everything.
My lips trailed down her neck, kissing every inch of her exposed skin as my hands caressed her breasts, my fingertips touching and teasing her nipples. She gasped, arching into me, her fingersclutching at the fabric of my shirt as I kissed down the center of her chest, the dip of her stomach, the slope of her hip.
She quivered beneath me, her breathing ragged as I moved lower, kissing a trail along her inner thigh. Her legs parted, allowing me access to the most intimate parts of her.
My tongue darted out, tasting the sweetness of her skin, the intoxicating scent of her arousal filling the air. I could feel her thighs tremble as I pressed a trail of kisses along her wet folds.
She was soaking wet for me.
With a soft groan, I lapped at her core, my tongue circling her swollen clit as she gasped and writhed beneath me. My hands held her hips steady, keeping her from bucking off the ground.
She tasted so good, and the way her body reacted to my touch, the way she arched into me, seeking more, was enough to drive me mad.
I flicked her clit with my tongue, my fingers trailing down to tease her entrance. She moaned, her hips jerking at the sensation, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she tried to pull me closer. I slipped a finger inside her, the velvety warmth of her walls clenching around me.
I pumped my finger slowly, drawing a low, needy whimper from her lips. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, her cheeks flushed as I added another finger, stretching her, preparing her, taking her as mine.
Her hips bucked against me, her breathing shallow and rapid as she rode my fingers. She was close, so close, and I wanted nothing more than to feel her come undone, to feel her shatter around me.
I curled my fingers inside her, hitting the sweet spot that drove her wild. She cried out, her body shaking with pleasure as her climax tore through her.
She came with a cry, her body trembling, her thighs quivering around me as her walls clenched tight around my fingers.
And then, as the waves of her orgasm faded, I continued, relentlessly bringing her to the brink of release again and again. She clung to me, her breath ragged, her body arching and trembling, her moans mingling with the sounds of the night.
I didn’t stop, didn’t let up, and I wouldn’t.
Not until she was completely and utterly spent.
CHAPTER 25
One week later
Helheim
Aria
Hades had been true to his word. Not only had he made the castle feel more like a home than ever, but he’d been involving me in his day-to-day activities as king.
Every corner of the once cold and imposing fortress had been touched by his efforts to make me feel comfortable, safe, and loved. The grand hallways were now filled with warmth—tapestries and lush rugs adorned the floors, and flowers from the garden brightened up even the darkest rooms. It was as if the castle itself had softened.
My home…
But what truly amazed me was how he had seamlessly woven me into his world, into the very fabric of his rule. Hades had made a point of including me in his duties as king, something I hadnever imagined possible. I was his partner, and that meant more to me than he could ever know.
Today was no different. We had spent the morning together in the council chamber, discussing the needs of the realm with his advisors. Hades listened to my thoughts and opinions with the same seriousness he gave his most trusted councilors, making it clear that my voice mattered, and that I was his true queen in every sense of the word.
After the council session, we made our way to the far reaches of Helheim, where the landscape grew wilder, more untamed, as if the very air pulsed with ancient magic. Hades led me to the edge of a vast, murky river, its dark waters shimmering with an otherworldly light. The banks were lined with jagged rocks, twisted trees, and flickering torches that cast eerie shadows across the water’s surface. The air here was thick with the presence of souls, their faint whispers echoing in the wind, a haunting chorus that sent chills down my spine.
A long, sleek boat was moored at the water’s edge, its black hull seemingly absorbing the light around it. Hades gestured for me to step inside, his expression unreadable as he took up the oar. He pushed us off the bank, guiding the boat into the river’s depths, the current pulling us forward with a slow, inevitable pull.
As we drifted down the river, the voices of the lost souls grew louder, their whispers growing more insistent, more desperate, as if they sensed that their journey was nearing its end. Hades moved with practiced ease, his eyes focused on the path ahead. The river twisted and turned, carrying us deeper into the heart of Helheim, where the shadows seemed to grow darker, more oppressive.
The souls hovered just beneath the surface of the water, their forms barely visible in the murk, but their presence was undeniable. I watched as Hades guided the boat with a calm authority, his power radiating outward as he steered us toward the final destination, a swirling portal of dark energy pulsing with an otherworldly light. It was the gateway to the afterlife.
He turned to me, his expression softening as he took my hand.
