Page 34 of Hades’ Revenge

Our bodies created a sleek friction as we pleased one another with our mouths. After a few moments, she abandoned her actions with her hand and mouth in favor of riding my face. The faster I flicked my tongue, the harder she pushed back.

As I kept a quick tempo with my fingers, I issued a gentle reminder. “Baby, this is a team effort.”

“I know but…” Her soft, slow breaths transformed into long, muffled moans. “Hades.”

At least she got my name right. I smiled against her as I continued my motion between her legs, indulging in the pleasure I gave her. Her fluids covered my lips, enticing me to make her come in my mouth. Gripping her hips, I set the pace, shoving her into me until she shuddered and screamed out her orgasm. A loud, unfiltered display of chaos. It was beautiful. She was beautiful.

I rolled her off me and hovered over her. “You don’t follow directions,” I growled.

“I’m not good at multi-tasking.” Her explanation was honest and sincere. So fucking cute.

She cupped my jaw and brought her lips to mine, and then she licked her arousal from my face. I almost came. That had to be one of the most erotic things I’d ever experienced. The first one being, popping her cherry.

“We can fucking work on it.” I lifted her leg and pounded inside her. If I was going to come, it was going to be inside her, losing my sanity as I did it. “Capri…”

“Yes.” She laced her fingers through my hair, tugging on the ends in perfect sync with my thrusts.

I got up on my knees and slammed the backs of her legs against my chest, driving as deep as I could into her while staring down at her perfection. She held my gaze with hers, amplifying this intense moment.

“I’m never letting you go,” I grunted.

That wasn’t a statement I made while caught up in a haze of lust. It was a promise. I would do whatever I had to do to make her mine.

“Oh, I…”

She reached for me, so I took her hand. With our fingers interlocked with one another’s, we both let go, diving off a cliff of ecstasy and spiraling to the bottom together. Would we survive this union unscathed? There was no way for me to know that. But we had already taken the leap. There was no going back now.

I released her from my hold and dropped down onto her, resting my head on her flat, tanned stomach. Our erratic breaths filled the room as the sun set and the sea swayed in the distance. The warm summer air swept over us, signifying a change on the horizon. One that I wasn’t ready to accept.

She lazily threaded her fingers through my hair, creating an unfamiliar calmness. Sex had never been about the emotional connection for me. I had used it as a way to relieve tension or bring momentary pleasure, but I never thought of it as a tool to link me to someone in ways that I couldn’t comprehend.

How had a woman I had no business pursuing, invade my world in a matter of days, and show me what I had been missing? Fuck! I needed to get myself together before I destroyed her. She might never recover from me.

“Five days.” My words came out in a deliberate demand.

“Five days for what?” she asked.

“You have five days to come back to me. If you’re not here by then, I will come to New York to retrieve you.”

“Sebastian,” she said. “I don’t know if I can make that happen.”

“Then I’ll make it happen for you.” I kissed her hipbone before holding up my hand to indicate the number of days she had to return to me. “Five, little minnow, and that’s me being generous.”

I was determined enough to accomplish my goals. If I wanted something, I went for it. I would find a way to enact my revenge and still have what I wanted.

I covet her, and no one will stop me.

TEN

Capri

I had been home for two days and couldn’t get Sebastian out of my mind. His touch, every time we made love, all the conversations we had were etched in my brain. All I wanted to do was go back to him. But how could I?

If he were some random guy I had met and wanted to spend the rest of the summer with, maybe I could pull off returning to Greece. But I couldn’t keep lying to my family. Eventually, the secret would come out. I gave my virginity to my father’s enemy. My godfather. And I had zero regrets.

When my phone dinged with a text, my heart rate sped up. Sebastian’s morning communication came across my screen. His messages throughout the day brightened mine.

I’m stocking up on massage oil.