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They glared at each other, the silence strained, and then Dionysus broke, taking her mouth against his in a hot kiss. One of his hands cupped the back of her head, the other pressing into the small of her back.
Gods, she felt so good.
He had feared returning from the island would mean pretending nothing had happened between them. He had tried, but repressing his desire felt like trying not to breathe.
Ariadne responded to his touch just as enthusiastically, hands sliding up his chest and around his neck. She pressed into him, her breasts soft against his chest. He groaned at the contact.
“I want to be inside you again,” he said, and then someone cleared their throat.
They tore away from each other to find Hermes.
“Well, that was entertaining,” the god said.
Dionysus pressed his fingers into the bridge of his nose. “Oh, fuck me.”
“We’ve had this discussion, Dionysus.”
“What do you want, Hermes?” he demanded.
“Hades has summoned you,” Hermes said. “He wants to discuss the ophiotaurus.”
Dionysus exchanged a look with Ariadne.
“I can give you a few moments,” said the god. “You know, to recover.”
“We’re fine,” Ariadne said.
“I think you’re speaking for yourself,” said Hermes, and then his eyes slid to Dionysus—and down to his raging erection.
“Fuck off, Hermes,” Dionysus said. “Let’s go.”
“Oh, I’m not taking you,” Hermes said. “I have an event, but there’s a car waiting for you downstairs. Say hello to Antoni for me.”
Antoni took them to Iniquity, where they found Hades sitting at a table in the private, members-only bar. He sat with a glass of whiskey, two fingers full. In one hand, something gold gleamed—a coin, an obol, the currency of the dead. Ilias sat nearby and nodded at their approach.
Hades did not look up until they were seated. He seemed distracted.
“I need you to tell me everything that happened on the island.”
“Everything?” Ariadne asked.
Hades looked at her and then at Dionysus. “When Theseus arrived,” he clarified. “Though it sounds like you both had quite a time.”
“There’s nothing to tell,” said Dionysus. “Theseus found us on Thrinacia, he slayed the ophiotaurus, and he has the intestines. I imagine he has already burned them.”
Theseus was not one to hesitate. He’d demonstrated as much with how quickly he’d stabbed the ophiotaurus.
“What happens when he burns them?” Ariadne asked.
They all exchanged a look.
“We don’t exactly know,” said Hades. “That’s the problem.”
“What does the prophecy say?” Dionysus asked.
The last thing he remembered about this was that Hades was going to verify that the creature had still reincarnated with a prophecy.
“If a person slays the creature and burns its entrails, then victory is assured against the gods.” Hades repeated the words carefully, as if he was trying to deduce the meaning as he spoke.
