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She turned to him slowly and met his gaze. There was a strange and nervous energy between them. He wasn’t sure why; it was not as if they were new to this, but perhaps it had something to do with her earlier request.
He drew her nearer, the tension a physical thing. He could feel it in the space between them even as he closed it, even as he pressed his mouth to hers and touched her soft skin. He smoothed his hands up her sides to her breasts, then to her back so he could pull her even closer.
He didn’t want to stop but he had to. When he drew away, he pulled a small, black box from his pocket.
“These are Chains of Truth,” he said. “They are a powerful weapon against any god unless they have the password. I am telling you that password now so that if you begin to feel afraid, you can release yourself from their grasp. Eleftherose ton—say it.”
She looked at him and then at the box.
“Eleftherose ton.”
He watched her lips as she repeated the words. “Perfect.”
“Why are they called Chains of Truth?”
“The only truth they shall draw from your lips is your pleasure,” he promised. “Lie down.”
She turned and gave him her ass as she crawled onto the bed. He had to restrain himself from dragging her back to him by her hips to swat her and fuck her from behind—there would be enough time for that later. Right now, he had an obligation to make sure she felt safe and comfortable, and he would do nothing else until that happened.
Even if his cock was raging.
She shifted onto her back and spread her arms when Hades instructed. He hovered over her, unable to take his eyes off her glorious body. Preparing her for this process was just as fucking erotic.
When he placed the box over her head, the restraints materialized. At first, they were heavy manacles made of iron, meant for restraining a god. Hades touched them, turning them into soft bindings.
“Forgive me, my darling,” he said and then met her gaze. “Are you ready?”
“For you?” she asked. “Always.”
“Always,” he said, the word shuddering through him.
He sat back, admiring her as he removed his jacket and shirt. He was thinking that he liked this, that he could do this now that she had a safe word.
Her eyes were dark despite their color and tracked his every move.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“I want you to move faster,” she said, and her eyes widened as those words fell from her mouth. She looked up at the restraints around her wrists and tugged on onebefore looking at him again. “Is there any chance you get to wear these?”
“If that is what you want,” he said as he discarded his shirt. “But you do not need chains to draw the truth from me, especially when it comes to what I plan to do to you.”
“I’d rather not hear your plans,” she said.
He smirked. He knew she just wanted him to begin. “What do you want, wife?”
“Action,” she said, moving beneath him.
Fuck, she was beautiful and so tempting.
He laughed as he pressed a kiss between her breasts, then on each of them. Her legs closed around him, her hips grinding into his erection.
He liked her eagerness. He hoped it meant that by the time he made it between her legs, she was so wet he could drown. He made his way down her body, and her legs fell open, exposing her wicked flesh to his mouth.
He licked and sucked her there, and she moaned.
“This,” he said roughly. “I love this.”
He loved the way she tasted and how she smelled, the silkiness of her on his tongue. Mostly, he loved her and how she responded—the way her heels dug into the bed, the way her thighs pressed into him as she felt each wave of pleasure, the way her fingers twined around the chains.
