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I took him deeper and deeper into my mouth, past my gag reflex. My throat constricted, closing around his dick. He sucked in air through gritted teeth, clenching his stomach and tipping his head back. I kept sucking and his hands on my head helped me down as he pushed into my throat.
When I’d swallowed him down all the way, my airway blocked off, so I adjusted him slightly, then I started bobbing my head up and down, sliding him in and out of my throat. I fucked him with my mouth, and he moaned and gripped his fingers into my hair, pulling me down, fucking my face.
Faster and faster we moved, until I was sure he was going to finish in my mouth. His balls contracted.
And then he did, spurting down my throat, his cock thick and pulsating. I swallowed, taking in all of him.
When he pulled back, I gasped for air.
“Fuck,” he bit out, then he kissed me again. He flipped me over so I lay on the bed on my stomach, his giant body looming over mine. His hands gripped my hips, and he pulled me up onto all fours. His dick found my entrance, ready for round two right away.
Oh, to fuck a god.
When he thrust into me it wasn’t slow or careful. It was hard, and I cried out as he filled me instantly. He started fucking, not waiting for me to adjust to his size. But I was a hell of a lot stronger than before, and I could take it.
It was the best sex I’d ever had with Hades. His power spilled over into me, searing hot, scalding me, running through my veins like molten lava.
Time and place blurred into one long orgasm that rocked through me again. I was aware of his fingers digging into my hips, his balls slapping against my pussy, the way he grunted and groaned as he fucked me, and my breath coming out in gasps to the same rhythm that my breasts swung back and forth.
I wasn’t sure if he came a second time, but he pulled out, and I rolled onto my back. He climbed onto me and drove into me again. This time, it was so much more intimate. He made eye contact with me, holding me there while he slid in and out of me slowly, sensually. I felt every inch of him as he filled me and retreated again, his chest inches away from me, his breathing rising and falling as fast as mine did.
It was so gentle, I wasn’t sure that the man on top of me was still Hades, God of the Underworld, the guy who seemed to only care about what he could get from me and not what he could offer in return. He ran his fingers down my cheek, tucking strands of hair behind my ear. He studied my face as if he were committing it to memory and for a moment, I caught a glimpse of what it could be to be loved by Hades. And a giddiness spread through me, the kind that had me bouncing, unable to stop smiling because I’d waited for this moment so long. Dreamed about him ever since we first met. He’d crawled into my heart and having him show me affection undid me.
He kissed me, his mouth soft, his tongue exploring, searching, and I kissed him back as if this were all real, as if this was what we could be.
And slowly, as he made love to me instead of fucking me, I started to believe that perhaps, finally, Hades was accepting what I was to him and returning the affection I felt.
