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“I didn’t use to be,” Hades whispered. “But you thawed my frozen heart.”
There was apprehension in Eloise’s eyes as she looked at him. He didn’t want to see that look on her, so he dipped his head and kissed her.
He opened his mouth over hers, kissing her hungrily. Eloise’s hands made their way to his waist, and she tugged his shirt out of his breeches. Then she circled his waist and pressed herself closer to him. Her hands roamed his body, caressing his back, kneading his muscles like a cat, her fingers biting into his skin. She moaned into his mouth, rubbing her pelvis against his rising erection.
Hades pulled away. His breathing was harsh, his thoughts rioting inside his head.
“No!” Eloise stepped closer and caressed his cheek. “Look at me. It’s me,” she said and kissed him again. Her tongue played against his lips, tickling, demanding entrance.
Hades smiled. Such a wicked lady.
He let her tongue inside, not reciprocating, just enjoying her sweet ministrations. Eloise moaned and tugged on his shirt, trying to dislodge it off his shoulders. He leaned down to give her more access, and she was finally able to peel it down. The shirt pooled around his elbows, not giving him a wide range of motion. Eloise smiled slyly and moved her mouth to his neck. She sucked on his skin, then grazed it with her teeth.
She trailed her mouth down his collarbone, then dipped her tongue inside the hollow of his neck. Hades jumped at the tickling feeling. Eloise gripped his shoulders as she made her way lower and licked down to his nipple. Hades caught her hips and clutched her in his hands, his fingers digging into the folds of her gown. She looked up at him then, her eyes shining in the moonlight streaming from the window. Without taking hers off him, she licked around his nipple.
Goosebumps covered his skin. His breathing was labored, and his groin hardened almost painfully. Eloise moved to his other nipple and licked around it.
Hades watched her under his heavy-lidded eyes. Her lips were wet and puffy, her eyes dark with passion. He was ready to pull her up by her hair and devour her mouth.
Patience, he admonished himself. He was certain he would get rewarded for his restraint with her. He wasn’t wrong.
The next moment, her hands traveled to the falls of his breeches. She started tugging at his buttons, unable to fully extricate them from the tiny buttonholes. Her fingers were brushing his engorged length, and Hades gritted his teeth so as not to groan.
Eloise squinted, unable to see clearly in the dark. She puffed a breath at the loose lock of her hair that found its way to her face, clearly getting impatient now. Hades was certain she was about to give up.
Instead, Eloise trained her gaze on him, then picked up her skirt and slowly lowered herself to her knees in front of him.
“Eloise,” he croaked, unable to watch her sensually kneeling before him.
He placed his hand on her hair in an attempt to tug her up. Eloise ran her hand up and down his length through the fabric of his breeches at the same time, and Hades ended up caressing her hair instead.
He did groan this time, unable to restrain himself. Her touch felt heavenly.
“It’s so hard,” Eloise whispered.
Hades let out a chuckle. Eloise licked her lips and proceeded to undo the buttons of his breeches. The moment she was done, his cock sprung out of the confines of the fabric, standing proudly, jutting out and pointing in front of Eloise’s face.
She raised her eyes, and Hades reeled from the powerful picture she presented. Her shoulders were rolled back, her head thrown back, her gaze burning with desire.
A queen, on her knees before him.
“May I?” she said. As if he was going to deny her anything.
He nodded, and she took his cock in her hands. Hades cried out from the ecstasy her touch brought him. Her soft hand circled his length, squeezing it lightly.
“Does it hurt?” she asked, her eyes wide.
“No, my queen. It does not.”
“It’s hot,” Eloise said, her voice full of wonder.
She ran her hand up, and down his length, and he was lost. His eyes closed, and all he could feel was her hands on him, all he could hear were her lovely breathy moans, all he could see was her, kneeling in front of him, holding him as if he were a treasure.
He wrapped his hand around her small one and squeezed harder, guiding her in the way that made him groan. She let him guide her, while her other hand went on an exploration of its own. She dipped her hand below and played with his sack.
Hades gritted his teeth. He’d gone so long without the touch of a woman, so fucking long. And to go from his rough ministrations to her soft, divine caresses felt like being lifted from hell and tossed into heaven. He almost didn’t believe this was real.
It didn’t matter. He’d rather be stuck in this fantasy than ever go back to cruel reality.
