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He moved slowly, inching forward while I adjusted to the intrusion. The throbbing ache gave way to something more blissful. Before long, he was fully sheathed inside me. And then my hips were moving in time with his. And he was pulling my knees up. And the angle was everything, and he was everything.
And this moment—this joining—it was everything.
I was fighting to take in every shuddered breath, and every whispered praise he had. Fighting to keep conscious and not die from the agonizing, insatiable euphoria that was building inside me.
More. I needed more of him. I didn’t know how much more he had to offer, but I wanted it all.
I locked my ankles behind his back, and he drove into me with unbridled want.
He thrusted deeper inside me, filling beyond what I thought I was capable of. He ground against my clit and sank his teeth into my shoulder. The pain mixed with pulsing pleasure and I dug my nails into his back, shattering completely.
Waves upon waves of searing bliss crashed over me and I fluttered around his cock repeatedly. Squeezing him and digging my knees into his sides. I trembled as the waves kept coming and just when I thought it was done, more tremors wrecked my body.
Ladon's hips rocked slower, and he put all his force into driving deeper and coaxing a seemingly endless orgasm from me.
“I can’t,” I panted. “I can’t take any more.”
“Yes, you can, princess.” Each movement of his hips sent electric pulses through my body. He managed to nudge that sensitive bundle of nerves with each thrust, leaving me reeling each time he slowly pulled out.
“Oh, gods…” Another orgasm ripped through me unexpectedly. My muscles spasmed, and I cried out his name.
“Ladon, please.”
I lost all control of my body, and Ladon drove into me one last time, moaning as he came undone with me.
His quivering subsided, and he pulled out, the space between my thighs now painfully empty.
Without a word, he left the bed and headed to the bathroom—I assumed to take his routine shower.
What we’d just done…the weight of it hit me all at once. I shivered, my bottom half still exposed. No amount of rubbing my arms could make me feel warm again. Without Ladon by my side…
I didn’t expect him to cuddle or anything like that. After all, we weren’t exactly romantically involved. But to leave me so abruptly…
Did he regret it? Did sex with me make him feel dirty the same way Reyna made him feel? Hot tears pricked my eyes.
I felt alone and abandoned. And a little disgusted with myself for using Ladon like that. But I couldn’t bring myself to regret it. It was good. Better than I could’ve ever asked. But apparently, he did not feel the same.
I covered my face as the tears began to fall.
“Emilie?” Ladon’s voice was filled with surprise. The mattress sank beneath his weight and I uncovered my eyes to find him looking at me with a soft expression on his face.
He held a wet washcloth, and I sucked in a sharp breath as he gently pressed the warm cloth between my legs.
Ladon shook his head. “I knew this was a bad idea. I’m sorry. I never should’ve agreed to it.”
I choked on a sob. He hadn’t abandoned me. He wasn’t disgusted with me. No—he’d gone a step beyond to ensure I was cared for. I found my voice again and assured him. “I’m fine. This is what I wanted.”
“You’re crying.”
“I thought…I thought you might’ve regretted it. You left so quickly…”
He tilted his head, still clearing the traces of him from between my legs. Then he smirked, comforting me in a way only Ladon could. With his inexplicable charm and mesmerizing lure. “I don’t regret it. I don’t regret it in the slightest.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Ladon
I had sex with Emilie Duval. Good sex. Hot sex. The kind of sex I wouldn’t forget about anytime soon. The kind of sex I’d like to repeat in the future.
