“There’s that look on your face again,” Hades murmured. “The one that’s worth a thousand bags of gold, no doubt.” He chuckled when her face flamed, and he invited huskily, “Can you not tell me what you are thinking?”
“N-nope.”
He sighed. “You appear to be as sadistic as I am.” Hades’ gaze roamed her body once more, and when its sweet curves made his body ache with unquenched arousal, he wondered if perhaps he was also a little bit masochistic as well.
He only had to kiss her and he knew she would be his.
So why was he not making a move?
When she started walking towards him, Hades wordlessly lay on his back, saying, “This is the position you wish for me to take, yes?”
“Yes.” Upon reaching the divan, she uncapped the bottle of aromatic oil on one of the floating tables and began spreading a liberal amount on his smooth, muscled back.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly started kneading his muscles. He felt even hotter and harder, and her body reacted to it instinctively, her breasts swelling and nipples hardening while moisture began pooling between her legs.
Hades’ teeth gnashed against each other as her arousal scented the air. “Tell me of your life,” he commanded, even knowing it was but a futile and temporary distraction. With the way his cock was, tonight could only have one outcome.
“There isn’t much to tell about my life.” Her voice was just a bit breathless, with Ever preoccupied by the way her body had started to ache so deliciously.
“Tell me all the same.” Hades listened to her story, knowing that despite its sorrows, it was no different from what other human beings suffered. But even so, there were a few things that still set her apart.
The way she could still laugh, the way she had stayed pure and kind, the way she had still been able to dream—-
Even with the world doing its best to despoil her, Ever had survived with her innocence intact.
When she finished speaking, he said quietly, “I am sorry for what you have suffered.” He surprised her by turning around and yanking her to him. As she fell on top of him with a gasp, he closed his arms around her. “I promise you, milady. You will not suffer again. I will keep you safe.” His lips touched the top of her head. “I will strive hard to ensure the only tears you shed are of joy.”
She bit her lip hard, knowing that what Hades was promising should be more than enough. He was going to keep her safe. He was going to make her happy.
That was more than enough, she told herself, so don’t even think about asking for love, too.
When Ever remained silent, he asked quietly, “Do you not have any questions for me?”
She shook her head. “If there is something you need to tell me, I’m sure you will, when the time is right.”
Ah. His hand moved over her back, stroking it softly as he murmured, “You are too good for me.”
“You’re the one who’s too good for me,” she muttered.
“Because I’m a god?”
She nodded.
“Gods are overrated.”
She choked back a surprised giggle, which caused her to squirm. Her legs became even more entangled with his, and his cock rubbed against her belly. When she felt Hades stiffen, she froze as well, asking worriedly, “Did I hurt you?”
“No.” Hades’ voice was rough. No longer able to keep himself from touching her, he reached for her bottom, and curving one palm over each cheek, he squeezed her hard. A whimper escaped her.
He expected her to protest or struggle, but instead she stayed on top of him, her heart beating so hard he could feel it racing against his chest.
Hades inhaled deeply.
Her fists curled between their bodies.
His hands moved to her hips and he slowly began to rub his cock between her folds.
“You’re already wet,” he muttered.
She moaned.
“I’m beginning to think you planned this all along.” The mere thought of it made his fingers tighten around her hips, and he began rubbing himself faster against her folds.
“I-if I did?” Her voice was faint and tremulous, and even as she spoke, Ever couldn’t stop herself from slowly moving on her own, pressing her body to his.
Their bodies began to grind against each other.
“Ever.”
Oooooh. It was the first time the god ever spoke her name, and a shudder racked her body, making her press harder against him. This time, she rubbed her breasts against his chest as well, and she bit back a cry when she heard Hades growl.
“Did you, milady?” The feel of her tight hard nipples rubbing against his chest was too much and releasing her hips, he reached up to cup her breasts.
Ever cried out.
His hands went back to her waist and he lifted her up. Her breasts jiggled above him, and he lifted his head to draw one pink nipple into his mouth.