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She scans my face, her expression scrunching up. “Don’t threaten me, Hades. I’m not going anywhere. Okay?”
She says it so softly, touching my chest. In that moment, I hate her.
Hate the way she makes my insides so squishy.
Hate that I think of her as mine.
I put my arms around her shoulders, pulling her down for a kiss, and silence her on the topic once and for all.
Chapter31
Hades
It’s several hours before I return to the ballroom. The space from Persephone, from her useless worry over my actions and my behavior, was good. It allowed my rage to simmer to a dull roar.
When I enter, the ballroom is silent. I make my way to the area where Persephone has set up her art, but I can see that she isn’t there. Nor is she in the next two places I check. She didn’t leave, that I’m certain of. Still, the anger I had managed to subdue comes roaring back when my possession isn’t where I expect it, or her, to be.
“Persephone?” I roar into the cavernous space.
I hear an echoey reply. “Hades?”
My footsteps quicken, carrying toward her voice, until I reach the last place I thought to find her.
The bedroom I’ve been claiming as my own. In my mind, the space is the same as the warehouse where I first tasted her. The same place where I punished her last transgression.
Perhaps she needs a reminder.
“What are ye doing in here?” I demand, stalking over to stand immediately in front of her.
She doesn’t move, and a small part of me admires her courage. She has fire in her veins. Fire that I want.
“Why does it matter? I can go where I please,” she responds.
My hand itches to tame the little show of her defiance.
“It matters because I need ye.”
Her eyes widen, then narrow into slits. The air is heavy between us, a pulsing, living thing. “I’ll finish your fucking forgeries, Hades. Don’t worry.”
My voice drops low. “That’s not what I need, lass.”
Grasping her head between my hands I pull her up to meet me, capturing her lips in a punishing kiss. I’m relentless. Demanding. Forceful. And I don’t care.
She’s mine to do with as I please and right now, this is it.
“Hades…”
Christ. The way she whispers my name, her voice dripping with her own desire, is so at odds with the temper she’s showing. But it spurs me on all the same. All she’s wearing is a loose, soft sweater. I grab it and yank it over her head, setting free her luscious tits, covered in the barest scraps of white lace. My hands instantly cup them. I bend over to suck one into my mouth, clamping down on the taut nipple with my teeth.
Instead of pulling away, Persephone arches into me, her hands coming to my shoulders and digging into the muscles.
I take my time, teasing her over the lace of her bra, until I can’t stand not having her skin between my lips anymore. With one swift move I undo her bra and toss it behind me. My tongue flattens against her puckered skin, pressing circles around the tip of her breast. All the while I’m teasing the other side with my hand, rolling the nipple between my finger and thumb, squeezing it and tugging gently.
“Please… Hades…” she begs, but she doesn’t get to decide what happens.
I am in control. I snake my free hand down between her thighs, forcing them open just wide enough that I slip two fingers up and down her slit. She’s fucking soaking wet. She groans when I slide my finger between her slick folds, driving it into her.
Letting go of her nipple with a loud pop, I lift my head to sear into her. “When I call ye, ye will come. Understand lass?”
