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“Much better,” I admitted and couldn’t help but ask, “Now how did you manage to get in here without the others killing you?”
The way his lips gave off that devilish smirk already answered my question, and I sighed.
“You might as well rule the Underworld,” I concluded.
“I could but then I’d miss a certain Blossoming Flower, and it’s never a good thing to leave the Ruler of the Underworld in longing. That’s why Persephone visits Hades every six months.”
I actually stared at him in astonishment while I worked on deciphering what he’d just said.
“Wait. You can rule the Underworld?”
“I could.” He shrugged like it was no big deal before he pecked me on the lips, nose, and forehead. “It would be boring as fuck. If I can’t eat the souls, why the hell would I want to be stuck sitting around and judging their fates? I mean, if you made it all the way to the Underworld, it’s clear you’re fucked. Do I really need to sit upon a throne with my three-headed puppy and see who’s getting more flames up their ass in a world where they’re stuck suffering for all eternity? No thanks.”
“First off, Cerberus is not a puppy,” I croaked. That rewarded me a raised eyebrow from my Ruler of the Underworld applicant. “What? It’s true.”
“It’s a sign my lovely Beta needs some rest when she decides a three-headed beast is more important than me,” he whined and actually gave me puppy eyes.
“Oh please. Rest or no rest, I would have pointed that out.”
“Only after you praised me,” he reasoned as if this were a completely logical conversation to have. “You haven’t praised your favorite playboy in the pack.”
“You’re nothing close to a playboy,” I noted.
“You don’t know that.” He winked. “I could have had a side gig before meeting you.”
“Right,” I drawled out. “I’ll believe it when you model for them.”
“The world would end if I modeled for Playboy, Willow.” He lightly chuckled. “I doubt the public could handle it.”
“How about if it’s me, you…and Jayce?”
“You as in ‘you’?” he began. “Or you as in William you? Because if three dominating males land on that front cover, the world of social media would stop working. In fact, the world would just malfunction and the president would struggle to find the restart button.”
“So that means it would be outstandingly hot,” I summed up.
“Too hot for the stands of NYC or any form of social media.”
“What about OnlyFans?” I offered with a sloppy grin. “Could make millions.”
“You are the only one who would possibly suggest an OnlyFans for some steamy pictures of us three for the world to see,” he reasoned mostly to himself. “Even Dimitris wouldn’t suggest that, though I bet he’d be jealous if William went ahead and did a shirtless photoshoot without him.”
“He’d go ballistic,” I noted and shivered at the imaginary thought. “He’d strip me naked and fuck me in front of the photo crew as punishment.”
Saint’s smirk was taunting me while I noticed the clear hint of growth against my groin thanks to his pressing bulge.
“That totally turned you on,” I huffed and gave him a ‘really’ stare. His chuckle was husky with a dose of mystery as he leaned down to lightly kiss me while he further pressed himself against me.
“Kinda.”
“Either I’ve been in a coma for eternity and you haven’t fucked anyone since or you simply missed me,” I summed up but closed the tiny distance between our lips to kiss him back. He took the bait, rewarding me with a teasing kiss as his tongue ran along my bottom lip before his teeth lightly tugged at the slightly swollen surface.
Seconds passed with intense staring, and then his hot mouth was on mine. This time, there was no playfulness or caution. The two of us had come to the same conclusion that we needed to relieve this burning ache between us.
Saint’s kisses sizzled with possessiveness as he dominated my mouth. While one hand kept him perched above me, his other hand roamed down my body, igniting sparks of desire that further added to the brewing build-up of pleasure begging to rise, shimmer, and reach the peak of blissful oblivion.
My competitive side wasn’t taking a day off in this segment of lovemaking, for it pushed through me - encouraging my lips to sync with his, meeting him on every level of rhythm, passion, and sweet intensity.
Our breaths became heavy exhales and swift inhales, while my hands worked on roaming his chest to the best of my ability. I liked to contribute to the various emotions running through us, adding to the realms of the physical touch while our bond only further heightened it.
