Chapter 81

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For once Persephone woke up before Hades. She lay there a long while studying his face, her eyes tracing the strong jawline and the sexy hollows of his cheeks. He was masculinity personified. And how she loved him.

Being with him here, now, his big body so warm next to hers… She never wanted this moment to end.

But it would, wouldn’t it? She bit her lip. Why hadn’t she told him everything last night when they were finally opening up to one another?

It had been on the tip of her tongue numerous times. But after everything with Aphrodite… And then his arms were around her and it felt so good, so right, she wanted a little more, for it to last a little longer…

She wanted it still. She wanted to bury herself in her husband and hide away from the world for a little while more. Was that so wrong? To steal a little happiness while they could?

Hades frowned and stirred in his sleep.

She wanted to soothe him and promise she’d make it all better. But that was a promise she couldn’t keep, so she did the next best thing.

Ever so gently, she tugged the bedsheet down. Her eyes immediately widened. Because while Hades might still be asleep, his cock certainly was not. The tent in his boxers was so tall, she was surprised the fabric was still containing him at all.

She was happy to remedy the situation.

She reached in through the slit in his boxers and tugged his shaft out. He stirred slightly but still didn’t wake. She grinned as she bent over and took the tip of him in her mouth.

His hips shifted, effectively thrusting him several inches deeper. She smiled around him. What sort of dream was he having? It had better be about her.

She applied suction and bobbed up and down several times before bottoming out as far as she could take him down her throat.

Hades groaned. He shot up to a sitting position, his hand going to her head and tangling in her hair. “Fuck the Fates, you’re real. You are actually here.”

A wicked smile curled her mouth as she looked up his stomach to his face. “You bet your ass I am, baby.”

“Alright.” Sweat beaded a little on his forehead as his hips raised up involuntarily and he forced them back down to lie passively under her. He fell back to his pillow.

She pulled off of him and he closed his eyes as a muscle jerked in his cheek. She took him in her hand, working him slowly up and down. “You like that?”

He groaned. “I love it.”

“I’ve missed this,” she spoke to his dick, wet with her saliva. “I dreamt about it at night. I felt it in me.”

She dropped her mouth back to the head of his cock and gave it a little suck, flicking her tongue along the slit the way he liked.

“Look at me,” she ordered, and was thrilled when he obeyed.

Hades hands fisted in the sheets. She didn’t take her eyes off his gray ones, knowing he was promising her retribution.

She opened her mouth and took him as far as she could go.

“Fuck,” Hades squeezed out, his head thrown back. He was too thick for her to take all the way down, but she slid her mouth up and back, trying her best to go deeper.

“You’re going to kill me,” he groaned.

She came off with a pop, still holding him at the base. “Where do you want to come?”

“Inside you.”

“Inside my mouth? Or inside my pussy?”

“Inside your pussy. I have plans for that mouth.”

Turning so she faced his feet, she slid down on his cock, sighing with satisfaction. She canted her ass up and down, looking back at him with a sexy tilt of her mouth. “Like the view?”

“Oh yes.” His hips were moving opposite hers and she could hear herself squelching around him.

“I’m so wet for you.” She ground down.

“Yes, you are, baby.” He gripped her hips, steadying her. “Ready for me?”

She tipped herself forward, steadying herself on her hands between his legs. “Ready, Daddy.”

He drove his cock up into her and she lurched forward at the vehemence of his thrusts, shouting her pleasure to the ceiling when her climax hit.

It was over quickly; he came and pushed himself up hard,then fell back, breathing hard. He pulled her back to him, lifting her sweaty hair from her neck to kiss it. They lay together quietly, his hands stroking her pale breasts and belly.

She half thought he’d fallen back asleep when he finally asked, “Well, Mrs. Ubeli, where do we go from here?”

Persephone spiraled back into reality. “I have questions,” she said. “Can you answer them for me, with total honesty?”

Even as she asked it, she felt her chest tighten. Are you going to give him total honesty in return?

Hades thought they’d cleared the air of what had happened the night she’d run. But he still had no clue what had set all the events into motion.

Her.

Her actions. Making the deal with Ajax, leaving the Estate, trying to rescue Eurydice with the help of the cops. How all of it had blown up in her face and resulted in his shipment being confiscated by the cops.

Hades sighed. “I can. For you, I can. I’ll tell you when there’s something that might not be good for you to know. But if you want, I’ll tell you everything.” He tugged her hair gently. “You gonna return the favor? Are you gonna talk to me?”

There it was. He was asking her straight out.

And instead of giving him a straight answer, she curved her hand around his face. “I missed you,” she whispered. “I saw that man in the penthouse pool, dead, and I thought it was you.”

There. That was the truth.

“Babe, you gotta be honest with me. You can’t hold this all in.” He stroked her hair and she closed her eyes, it felt so good. Being with him, in his arms, it all felt so good. Was it wrong of her to want to hold onto it for just a little longer? “You’re going to keep getting bad dreams.”

“I know,” she whispered. Her brow furrowed. “Where’s Slim?”

Hades matched her grim expression, but didn’t answer right away. “We’re looking.”

“He’s not dead?”

Hades pulled her back close and stroked her hair, a sweet, gentle act that belied their dark conversation.

“We have reason to believe Poseidon is holding him.” The way they were positioned, she couldn’t see Hades’s face. But she could feel the tension in his body beneath hers.

“Why?”

“Power play. Maybe thinks he can turn Slim against me, or wants some collateral when we next go to talk.”

“You’re going to talk to him?”

A sharp shake of his dark head told her everything he felt about the subject.

“But…I thought you needed to ally with him. I thought it was the only way you could win a fight against the Titans.” She lifted off of him so she could look him in the face, but he was staring off into the distance. “You can’t let them win.”

When he finally turned his attention back to her, his gray eyes looked straight through her, and she knew he was seeing something else.

“Hades,” she said, and he snapped out of it.

“We can get through this, you and me,” he said, changing the subject. “No matter what is ahead. I was taught that being married is for life, and you gotta control yourself, be faithful. But being married means you have each other’s back, for all time.”

“You may not feel like it,” his eyes searched hers, “but I’ll always, always have your best interest in mind. I’m not perfect, I’ll make mistakes. So will you. We’ll make them together and we’ll talk them through.”

“Okay, Hades,” she said.

“You going to run from me?”

“Only if you chase me.” She smiled, remembering the time he’d chased her at the art museum.

“Oh, I’ll chase you,” he growled, and smacked her ass lightly. “We’ll play. We have two months of play to catch up on.” He leaned in close and slid his nose along hers. “But right now, I need to hear it from you straight.”

She froze. Did he know? Was this a test?

“I need to know that you meant what you said last night. No more running?”

She let out a breath of relief. “I’m done running. I think I was running from myself as much as you.”

“Alright, babe.” He kissed her lips. “How about we get some food?”

“Can we go to the hospital? I want to check up on Aphrodite.”

Persephone would tell him everything. She would. She just wanted to soak in this happiness for a little while longer. A little while longer. Then she’d come clean.

“As long as you’re doing it with me,” he smiled at her, dimple appearing in a rare show, “we can do whatever you want, babe.”