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“You’re not going for a walk at…” I glance at the clock and cringe. “One-thirty in the morning!”
“Then enough already!!”
When her bedroom door slams, I groan and bury my face in my hands. Hades chuckles, gently sliding from between my legs and moving off the bed. A second later, he’s back, and I gasp as I feel something warm and wet between my legs.
A washcloth.
The lunatic, chaotic god of the underworld iscleaning meafter sex.
What is even happening.
“Hades…”
“Shh,” he commands with a finger to his lips. “We don’t want to wake the sleeping dragon again.”
I groan, blushing vividly. But I lie there, letting him clean between my legs, then wipe my face with a second cloth. When he’s done, he clears his throat as he sits on the edge of the bed.
“I should go,” he growls quietly.
“You don’t have to.” It just blurts out of me. “I mean, I know we’re just—”
“I’d love to.”
Heat tingles in my face.
“To?”
“Stay.”
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HADES
This is more.
More than I was looking for or expecting. More than I’ve ever felt I’ve deserved. More than I’ve ever wanted.
More…everything.
That, by the way, is a good thing.
In the darkness of the room, with just the lights of the city stealing in around the edges of the curtains, I watch Elsa as she sleeps next to me.
This is a first.
I’ve never slept—like actualslept-slept—with a woman before. I guess in the most technical sense, I still haven’t, given that I’m awake and watching her. But I’m about to close my eyes and pass out, and when I do, it’ll be the first time I’ve spend the night with anyone.
I’m strangely okay with that. Actually, I’m a whole fucking lot more than okay with that. If I wasn’t, I’d already be out the door and gone. But leaving her and her bed right now is the last thing I want to do.
Which is a goddamnmind fuck.
I’ve seen buttoned-up, stick-up-her-ass, tense, business Elsa. I’ve seen the other end of the spectrum, too, when she’s shattering for me, clawing at my skin, and squeezing my cock tight with her sweet little cunt.
This is a new side I’ve never seen before: “at peace” Elsa. I drop my eyes to the woman lying asleep next to me, and my lips curl as I shake my head.
“What makes you so special?” I murmur, my eyes sliding over her bare shoulder as I tuck a strand of white-blonde hair behind her ear.
I already know what it is that makes her different. I’ve spent my entire adult life losing myself in strangers. Not to find anything out about myself, but tohidefrom myself. It was never because of a desire for pleasure and escape.
