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“Don’t fuss over me,” he said. “I don’t want you to worry about anything. I’ll be whole in a few seconds. I heal faster than them.”
“Turn around,” I ordered.
Something flashed in his eyes that was more than amusement, more than the usual way he cherished me.
He liked it when I bossed him around.
The Demigod of Death obeyed without a word and turned his back to me.
His back had healed. I grabbed the soap and swabbed it across his back quickly, then I ran my hands over the wall of his taut muscles.
They flexed under my fingers, and he leaned further toward me, wanting more of my touch. I indulged him as I massaged his shoulders. It wasn’t an easy task since he was much taller than me, but on tiptoes, I managed it.
He groaned in approval at how I washed him.
And that made me want to taste him right away. I leaned in and licked a drop of water off his smooth, hot, and firm back where his massive wings had been.
He murmured my name in an Olympian tongue.
I kissed the faint scars on the small of his back while my hands groped his perfect, firm ass, slid down to his powerful thighs, then back to cup his ass again.
He hissed, wheeled around, and pulled me into his strong arms.
His hard cock pushed against my belly and his curly pubic hair rubbed against my skin.
Warm water pelted both of us. Héctor started washing me, but soon he could no longer hold back and palmed my arousal between my thighs.
I stretched my torso against him, leaning my entire weight on him, wanting to press every inch of hot skin against his.
“You’re so wet for me, lamb.” He gasped in heavy breathing.
“It’s been wet for you for a long time,” I said, inhaling his scent. “Whenever I think of you, I become wet.”
His smile filled with smug sensuality.
I bet few people ever saw a death demigod smile, and I might be the only one who saw him smile like this. My heart fluttered.
“Fuck me, Héctor,” I said.
I couldn’t wait to have his cock inside me, to feel it filling me and stretching me and moving inside me.
“Fuck me hard and quick,” I added urgently.
I was afraid we’d be disrupted again. Ares might have finished his regeneration. He might be heading this way now. I didn’t want Héctor and me always winding up like star-crossed lovers.
“I’m going to fuck you hard, lamb,” he said. “I’ve dreamt of fucking you every second since I met you in that dream. I even imagined how I would bury my cock deep inside you and make you squirm with pleasure in the middle of battling the demons. But I’m not going to fuck you quickly. I want to savor every moment slowly, again and again.”
The death demigod dipped his head and crushed his mouth against mine.
His hunger was like no other. It scorched me, making me equally hungry for him. My nostrils flared with his intoxicating male scent. My Héctor smelled of burning stars, the wonder of the galaxy, and home.
I parted my lips, needing more of him, needing all of him.
His tongue stroked mine with fervor, soliciting moans of pleasure from my lungs.
Lust soaked me like sheets of summer rain. My hand found his cock and gave it urgent pumps.
I could wait no longer.
