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Giving it to her harder.
I slam into her again and again, each withdrawal driving me back on Charon’s cock. Too much. Holy fuck, it’s too much.
Just when I think I can’t stand it any longer, when I’m going to beg him to let me come, Eurydice clenches around me. Her whole body goes tight, and she lets loose a cry I’ll hold close until my dying day. She’s still fluttering around my cock when Charon releases me. After that, it’s over quickly. It takes me less than four strokes before I’m surging forward and filling her. I collapse half on top of her…which is when I realize that it’s not over yet. And that Charon’s been holding back.
He’s not holding back now.
He wedges one big arm beneath my hips, lifting my ass to the angle he wants. And then he plunders me. There’s no other word for it. He takes my ass as if he owns it, as if I’ve been his all along, and I’m only now coming to terms with it.
As he pulls out of me and comes across my back in hot sticky spurts, I’m not sure he’s wrong.
21
CHARON
I expected the summons, so I’m not surprised to find a text from Hades when I wake up in the morning. Whatdoessurprise me is that he wants Eurydice to attend. Maybe it shouldn’t. For better or worse, she’s the reason that we have Ariadne in the lower city. I have a feeling that Ariadne might be hesitant to share the information she possesses if the person she reached out to for help isn’t present. That doesn’t mean I want Eurydice involved in this any more than she already is.
Not that anyone has asked me what I want. I won’t be consulted when it comes tothissituation. Hades might have all but explicitly agreed to let me figure things out between me and Eurydice, but that courtesy doesn’t apply to anything that will officially affect Olympus.
I sit up and drag my hands through my hair. My whole body aches after last night, a pleasant reminder of just how good it is when the three of us get out of our own way. At some point we need to have an actual conversation, because no matter how goodthe sex is, it’s only one part of the equation that creates a healthy relationship.
That’s what I want. With Eurydice…and Orpheus. The bond between them remains strong, even if there’s plenty of baggage to go along with it. The wound between them never properly healed, and I don’t know if having me in the mix is enough to keep it from festering further. Shit is complicated.
Either way, I can’t chase down those answers right now. As much as I want to prioritize Eurydice over politics, the fact remains that she inserted herself into said politics. I would have preferred to keep her away from all the bullshit and danger, but she’s also made it incredibly clear that she won’t be kept out of anything. Not even for her own safety. With that in mind, I reach over Orpheus’s sleeping body and lightly tap her hip. “Wake up, baby. It’s time to pay the piper.”
She stretches slowly, arching her back until the sheets slide off her breasts. I don’t think she’s doing it on purpose, but it’s incredibly distracting. Still, it’s best not to keep Hades waiting. I haul myself out of bed and make quick work of a shower before anyone can think to join me. Eurydice walks into the bathroom as I wrap a towel around my waist. She won’t be fully coherent until she has some coffee. I enjoy the soft, sleepy look on her face. There’s a trust inherent in witnessing these early morning moments, and I don’t want to lose the intimacy.
She makes a beeline for the sink and grabs her toothbrush. “I know for a fact that both my sister and Hades are night owls. Why are we being summoned this early in the morning?”
“You kicked the hornets’ nest, baby. The sooner we get thingssquared away with Ariadne, the better.” I haven’t heard of any other attacks since the ones on Triton and Poseidon, but that doesn’t mean they haven’t happened. Minos might not have been directly responsible for most of the recent assassination attempts—possibly excepting Triton—but he’s still a danger.
The problem is that he’s no longer the only danger.
I don’t know how we, as a city, deal with the now-public knowledge that there’s an assassination clause. I would love to think that it’s an upper city problem that has no bearing on the lower city, but for better or worse, we are one city. What happens here affects the upper city, and vice versa.
The thirteen positions of power that were previously considered unassailable now appear all too accessible for those willing to get their hands dirty. I don’t know how we move on from that.
I don’t have an answer as I get dressed. It’s above my pay grade. Normally that would be enough to have me put the problem aside entirely, but the ever-present worry that someone will attempt to kill Hades makes it my problem.
For whatever reason, Eurydice decides not to dress up for the meeting. Instead, she pulls on a pair of jeans that are more holes than fabric, and a knitted sweater that’s seen better days. She slicks her hair back into a ponytail, dabs on a bit of makeup that seems like nothing but makes her look well rested, and announces herself ready to go.
We walk back into the bedroom together to find Orpheus awake. He makes no move to get out of bed, just watches us with a tense look on his face. “Morning.”
I’m still deciding how to handle the situation when Eurydiceprops a knee on the bed and presses a light kiss to his lips. “We have to go to a meeting, but we’ll bring lunch when we get back. You should probably call your brother.”
Orpheus makes a face. “I don’t need to report to him like I’m a child.”
“I know. Just like I know Apollo worries. Be a good boy and throw him a bone.”
His expression goes slack for a moment, and then he chuckles. “It’s hard to argue when you say things like that.”
“How strange. I had no idea.” She grins and heads for the door.
I take a step to follow, but then half turn to him. “Go back to bed, Orpheus. You need to rest.” He doesn’t look as hopeless as he did when he first showed up on our side of the river, but we’ve been running him ragged, and he wasn’t particularly well rested before. “We’ll talk when we get back.”
“I’d like that.”
“Me too.” I turn and head downstairs. I find Eurydice standing out by my car. “Next time, wait inside the front door.” I want to believe the lower city is still safe, but the growing unrest in Olympus and the attack on the greenhouse proves otherwise. Until we figure out who’s causing problems in the lower city, I don’t want her going anywhere alone. Even the sidewalk in front of my town house.
