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“I can’t do this again,” I said, breaking away. “I can’t get hurt another time. I don’t have what it takes to bounce back. I’m barely holding on as it is. I can’t have you break me further.”
“You won’t have to.” He offered me a smile.
He kissed me again, and I stopped fighting it altogether.
Hades picked me up in his arms as if I was his bride, as if he comprehended how much pain I’d suffered. He understood my agony wasn’t only physical—thatwas healing very well. He sensed my pain on an emotional level. He was like the rest of the gods I was involved with.
He actuallycaredfor me and he took me to the bedroom to make me whole again.
He laid me down on the bed and crawled on it with me. When he lay on his side, the mattress dipped, and I rolled against him without trying. He held on to me, his arm wrapped around my ribs, and he nuzzled my hair, his fingers running through it. He’d been fascinated by my hair from day one, and it was unexpected how much I’d come to love him touching it the way he did.
“I want you, Elyse,” Hades whispered. “Not just your body. All of you.”
“Then take me,” I answered, looking up at him, holding my breath because part of me expected him to drive me away, to retract his words. For the emotions to come back and rip through me like barbed wire.
He stared at me with eyes so deep I might drown in them. I touched his face as if he were going to disappear, as if I might be dreaming and none of this was real.
He pushed his hand under my shirt and slowly worked it up my back. I wasn’t wearing a bra and his hand was so big, he could span my waist without trying. I helped him take off my shirt.
When I rolled onto my back, Hades let his gaze roam over my body.
“I’ve never told you how fucking stunning you are.”
I shook my head. All I could ever remember coming from his mouth were insults and fighting. But when Hades and I came together, starved for one another, when we had our wild sex, he remained quiet.
But hearing him say those words, giving me a compliment, made me feel something hot at the pit of my stomach. Something that seemed like a hell of a lot more than just lust.
He kissed his way down my neck, leaving a trail of fire behind. When he reached my chest, he sucked a nipple into his mouth and ran his tongue in circles around it. He was gentle, especially where I’d been injured.
While he did that, he slid his hand into my pajama pants and his fingers found my clit. He drew slow circles around it, and I started moving my hips in rhythm with him. My body responded to him as it always did, but so did everything else. My heart, my mind. My soul.
He pulled off his shirt, letting go of me for a moment. He sat up and kicked off his pants so he’d be completely naked. He turned me onto my back and pressed himself against me. But he didn’t go in for the kill.
His lips pressed against mine again, and I couldn’t help but feel like this was all about me. It was different than I expected, different than I thought I’d ever get from him.
It was quite amazing, in fact.
I didn’t know if I could trust it, but I wasn’t going to think about that now. His attention left me tingling all over, melting against him.
This was perfect.
Hades tugged at the elastic waistband of my pants, sliding them down my thighs slowly, unwrapping me as if I were a gift.
When I was naked, too, he shifted so that he was on top of me. My legs fell open for him. I longed for him. I wanted to let this new thing, this new feeling, in.
He positioned himself at my entrance, but he waited before he pushed into me, his eyes on mine, and planted his lips on mine.
When he kissed me, connecting us, he slid into me, and I sighed into his mouth. It seemed like we were moving from one level to another, one we’d never experienced together before.
This time, Hades and I were one.
He started moving inside me, and I moaned. But it wasn’t only about the pleasure and reaching climax. His eyes locked on mine, his lips brushing against my lips every now and then. He was in tune with me and what I felt, with who I was.
Slowly, we picked up the pace. But he never lost the sensuality; it never changed to something primal as it had always been. From the moment he kissed me the first time tonight until now, he’d been nothing but perfectly chivalrous toward me.
And this was something I was willing to accept into my life. Something I was able to face, despite how down I felt about everything else. It was refreshing to have a light of joy enter my life.
I lost the fight against X, and I’d failed at fulfilling my calling.
But at least I gained the one thing I wanted for a very long time. And it seemed sincere, too.
And that was all I needed in my life now.
