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Elyse nodded against my chest. “It’s horrible. I’m failing.”
I shook my head and ran my fingers through her long hair. “You’re not failing. This isn’t your fault.”
It was Hades’s fault, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. I didn’t want to remind her of everything she needed to forget. With the way she stared up at me, so lost and far away, I wasn’t sure she’d be up to talking, to hearing my advice. She craved a distraction, to think of other things, to be made to feel like the incredible woman she was.
And the only way I could make her feel that was by being the center of her universe right now. I held her at arm’s length, putting just enough space between us for me to dip my head and kiss her.
She kissed me back, her hands clinging on to my arms as if holding on for dear life.
She tasted like sadness, and the melancholy drained through me, soaking into every cell. I wasn’t sure if she was crying, but I felt how broken she was, her fatigue engraved on her deflated posture, and it shattered my heart to know she’d fallen this far. She pressed the length of her body against mine, and I pulled back from our kiss.
“Do you want this?” I asked. “I just want to be here for you.”
“Please, Apollo,” she replied in a defeated voice I’d hoped to never hear from her. “I just want to forget for a little while.”
She didn’t have to ask me twice. Not only was my body raring to go, my dick hard in my pants since the moment I’d seen her because it’d been so long, but her wish was my command. Whatever Elyse wanted, she’d get.
I picked her up into my arms, cradling her against my chest, and carried her to the bed in the corner. The sound of the birds overhead and the greenery mixed with the marble room topped off the perfect dreamlike quality. It was the escape she craved.
When she lay on the bed, she stared up at me with dark, mocha eyes, and her small hands tugged the shirt I wore, her fingers tracing the skin over my ribs. I dipped my head into her neck and nibbled on her. She moaned, and I started undressing her, my hands sliding over her body. Elyse returned the favor, stripping my clothes until it was me and her and nothing else.
I kissed my way down her neck, onto her chest, then I traced her body with my hands, touching her everywhere, and my mouth followed. I tweaked her nipples before I took them into my mouth. One and then the other.
Elyse squirmed, her eyes closed when I glanced up at her, and I adored the soft sounds of pleasure she made. This was the woman she deserved to be every single day.
I moved down her body, my lips leaving a trail across her stomach and onto her hip bones. When I kissed her pubic mound, she opened her legs for me, as if it were automatic. I breathed in her scent, and my balls tightened.
God, I’d missed her so much. Her scent. Her taste. I closed my mouth over her sex, and she cried out when I licked her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. I wanted her to come undone, to forget about everything. We locked eyes for a moment, long enough for her to smile, and I winked in response. As I lightly tugged on her inner lips, her head tilted backward, her moans escalating. I loved the way she writhed beneath my touch, and I devoured every inch of her sex.
A moment later, she shuddered and screamed, her whole body convulsing. She fell apart between my mouth and my hands and I carried her through it because I loved her, and she needed me. Her thighs clasped around my head as she rode the climax I’d brought to her, and something about being trapped between a gorgeous woman’s legs had me so fucking hard, I groaned with the need to take her.
Once she settled down, her legs falling apart, she propped herself on her elbows and looked at me.
“Lie on your back,” she demanded in a whisper.
I nodded, ready to do anything to obey her. We shifted on the bed so I lay on my back, and Elyse climbed onto me. She was very different now in the way she moved and the way she carried herself. So much strength lived inside her, her power was palpable. But she had an air of elegance and grace about her, and even though she was sure this was the end of her run, there was a quiet strength I knew would eventually overcome the deadliest of foes.
She lowered herself onto me, and I sucked in a deep breath when her warmth clamped around my dick. She groaned and tipped her head back. Her long hair brushed my thighs. She ran her hands over her breasts, one down her stomach and one to her collarbone, and started moving her hips up and down, riding me. I put my hands on her hips and helped her.
She rocked harder and faster, fucking me, her eyes closed and her head back, appearing to lose herself in the sensation.
This was everything I could have wanted. Not just the sex, although she was fantastic as always. But how she lost herself in our moment. How we were finally connected again after so much time alone.
She rode me harder and faster. I stopped thinking about her and what she was going through and focused on myself and the arousal slamming through me. The way her body moved on mine, tiny in comparison to my form but with so much strength, it was mind-blowing. Her sex, tight and wet, slid up and down my shaft, her mouth making small groaning sounds.
My balls tightened, and she moaned. Her pussy gripped my dick and her body collapsed forward onto my chest while my dick twitched, and I unleashed myself inside her. We cried out in unison and the orgasm ripped through me. The magic that poured from Elyse into me was stronger than anything I’d felt before. It coated me, pinching my skin like hundreds of needles, and I frowned, looking at her. But she was a crumpled heap on my chest, her eyes shut, and she wasn’t aware of what was going on.
Whatever I felt wasn’t bad. It was incredibly good. But she didn’t know she controlled this energy. Maybe it was time she found out.
