Page 27 of Hades

She grinned as heat bloomed on her cheeks. “I don’t think I’ve ever come twice in one night. Hell, I can’t even remember the last time I had an orgasm.”

I hated to hear that shit. “That’s a shame, but I guess we’ll have to make up for lost time.”

Raven shook her head. “I think I’m good for the night, but you go ahead.”

“It’s cute and a little fucked up you think that, but I’m a patient man when I want to be.” I had to take the fucking edge off a little, so I gripped her thighs and slid my cock just past her entrance, teasing her with quick, shallow thrusts that had her gasping and gripping my forearms.

“Holy shit… what is happening?”

I flashed a proud smile, still fucking her with those shallow thrusts that had her breathlessly panting. I smacked her clit with my fingertips, grinning maniacally when her body stiffened and she squirted all over us.

“Oh. My. God.” She tried to sit up but I slid balls deep before she could get up. “Oh!” Her eyes were wide with shock as she fell back against the bed, watching me like I was some kind of magical being she’d never seen before.

“So fucking tight,” I groaned because she was strangling my cock even with how wet she was. I wanted to fuck her hard and fast, but she wasn’t ready yet. “I need one more orgasm, Raven. I’m dying to paint your pussy with my jizz, but I won’t do that until I feel you pulsing around my cock, ready to milk me dry.”

Her pussy fluttered around me because she might not know it yet, but she loved the dirty talk. “Dirty, dirty, Hades.” Her eyes widened when my cock pulsed against her walls. “What are you waiting for?”

What the fuck was I waiting for? I fucked her hard and fast, slowly pulling that orgasm up to the surface until she gave me exactly what I wanted. Her cunt clamped down around me, pulsing so fiercely it was like her pussy was sucking me off. “Look at me,” I growled when her gaze drifted shut.

Her gaze slammed into mine and stayed that way while I fucked her through her orgasm, prolonging it until my cock exploded into the most powerful, dizzying orgasm of my fucking life. I slowed my thrusts, but I didn’t stop until every last aftershock was over. “Fuck, Raven. You’ve wrecked me.” I fell on top of her, kissing her until we were panting hard.

“Wow,” she breathed when she finally got some air into her lungs after I rolled off her. “I can’t believe that. I have never had sex like that in my life. Not even before, you know.”

I knew exactly what you know was and I couldn’t deny the pride that swelled in my chest at that admission. I turned to face her, my expression suddenly serious because I needed her to hear me. “I’ve never had sex like that either.”

She huffed in disbelief.

“I’m serious. I’ve fucked before but nothing was ever that intense. That fucking addictive.”

She smiled so bright I wanted to start all over again. “Seriously?”

I nodded. “Fuck, yeah. I mean if you bust a nut, you’re good, but what happened between us in this room? That was fucking insane. I couldn’t get enough of you, not eating your pussy, not fingering that tight cunt and definitely not feeling you hot and wet and pulsing all around me. Fuck,” I shivered, “you’re so tight and wet, so goddamn responsive to everything I did. Like your pussy was made just for me.”

She sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes darkened to near black. “I don’t know what to say to that.”

I smiled again because I just couldn’t help it. Raven was mouthy as fuck and shocking her into silence felt like a win. “It’s okay, just say what you feel or say nothing at all.” I pulled her close, wrapping her arms around me as she snuggled against my chest.

“I’ll think of something,” she began, stopping when a loud yawn escaped. “Clever when I’m thinking clearly again. Promise,” she said softly before her breathing evened out and she was sound asleep.

I held Raven a little tighter and slept with a woman for the first time in too many years to count.

Chapter Fifteen

Raven

I woke up not with a start, but with a lazy stretch that quickly reminded me of all that happened last night. A small smile touched my lips immediately, but it quickly grew into a big, goofy ass grin because holy shit I had sex last night! Not just any sex either, but the really good kind of sex that makes you walk funny and daydream about it to the point of distraction.

I sat up and looked around the room, frowning because it was really fucking bright outside. Usually when I woke up, the sky was still more dark than light, evidence that I only slept for a few hours, but the sun shining outside had me scrambling to look at the time. When I did, I sat back with a heavy sigh and a smile. I slept all the way through without waking up. Without nightmares too.

Hades must be my good luck charm. Or maybe it was all the orgasms.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and winced, which served as another reminder of just how sore I was from the all night sex-a-thon. Muscles I never used before were sore and every step I took to the bathroom reminded me of that fact. As if I could forget. The shower was hot and steamy, and just what I needed. And yeah, my mind wandered back to what happened last night and how much I enjoyed it.

My legs were still weak when I stepped out of the shower and got dressed in another tank top and another pair of jeans. I left the bedroom—mine, not his—and went in search of Hades with a little more energy in my steps.

I stopped just as I rounded the hall when I heard his voice, low and tense. Serious as fuck. I strained my ears to listen, but I couldn’t hear a fucking thing. I read body language fluently, though because I had to. Between living on the streets and my time with Viktor, I learned quickly. Hades’ shoulders were tense and his gaze was fixed on the floor at his feet. Tension radiated from his broad shoulders.

And that put me on edge. I stood there, rooted to the spot as I strained to hear what was being said. Ringing sounded in my ears and my blood rushed through my veins, thick and heavy. Eventually Hades turned to see me standing there and he spoke, but I still couldn’t hear him.