Page 89 of Ruin

Then, I hear an animalistic growl and know that came from Zeus.

His fingers pull out of me.

I whimper at the loss.

He shoves his shorts down his hips.

His cock—erect, long, and incredibly thick—presses against my thigh.

I can feel his pre-cum wet against my skin.

“Say it, Dove. Tell me you love me.”

Intense eyes on mine are holding me prisoner.

Biting my lip, I shake my head.

He stares at me so intensely and for so long, an ache pierces my heart, spreading out across my chest.

“Zeus…”

In one practiced move, he thrusts up and inside me.

“Fuck,” he grits out.

My head thuds back against the wall on a strangled cry, eyes shutting against the wave of emotion at having him inside me again.

It’s everything. And nothing I should want.

“Look at me.”

I can’t.

I shake my head.

His hand grabs my chin, forcing my face to his.

I open my eyes to his brilliant blue eyes intently watching me. His cock is buried deep inside me. His body all around me.

It’s too much. And not enough.

“Say it.”

I clench my jaw. “I can’t.” My voice wavers on the words.

His expression shifts into something fiery. “Then, I’ll just fuck you until you can.”

He pulls out to the tip and then slams back inside me.

Needy lips find mine, passionately kissing me. Desperate hands grip my hips, fingers biting into my skin, as he screws me against the wall.

Long, deep thrusts over and over, his body knowing how to bring mine to the brink. Working me up to the point of mindless desperation. But not giving me what I want. What I need.

“Please, Z…” I whimper.

“You want to come?”

“Yes,” I breathe.