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regarded him, his broad, muscled chest and flat abdomen. He was a big man
    —all the Olympians were—but he suspected she found his form pleasing, and this pleased him in return. Her gaze dropped to his cock, hard and thick and ready, and a feminine little gasp tore from her throat.
    “I’d forgotten how big you are,” she admitted, her fingers clenching in the silken sheets, as if holding herself back from reaching out to touch him. “You’re much more well-endowed than the human man we saw earlier.”
    “You flatter me, my lovely queen.” He positioned himself over her and then simply stared down at her, naked and lovely in his bed. “This is a sight I have dreamed of.”
    “I never thought to have this,” she admitted, running a finger along one of his flat pectorals.
    “This?” he prompted.
    “Love. Affection. Sex.” She shook her head. “I thought it would be out of my grasp forever.”
    He leaned in to kiss her again. This time, his kiss was not soft. It was possessive and deep, pleasure spiraling through him when her soft lips parted beneath his. He stroked his tongue against hers, coaxing and rubbing against it until she was moaning in his arms, lost in the pleasure of his kiss.
    As he kissed her, he lifted a hand and cupped one of her lovely breasts. His tongue brushed against hers in a teasing circular motion, and he repeated it with his fingertips on her nipple. She mewled her pleasure, arching up against him.
    “So sweet,” he whispered. “How I’ve ached to make you mine.”
    Hades pressed another light kiss to her mouth, then dipped to her throat, sucking on the sensitive flesh of her neck. She moaned her delight at that, her hands going to twine in his dark hair. He continued to lavish attention on her neck and collarbone, kissing and sucking every inch of flesh as he made his way downward. When he was in the valley of her breasts, he lightly kissed between them and then moved his mouth to one erect nipple, flicking it with his tongue.
    “Oh, Hades,” she gasped. “Your mouth feels so good.”
    His sweet Persephone was watching him with wide eyes, that soft, erotic look on her face. He tongued her nipple again, swirling around the nipple and then sucking it deep into his mouth.
    When she threw her head back, he released it and then lightly bit at the tip.
    Her hips bucked underneath him, a sure sign that his goddess was more and more aroused by the minute.
    But Persephone had beautiful little breasts, and he wanted to spend time with them. So he kissed and sucked and teased each nipple, toying with it and enjoying the variety of gasps and moans she made in response. He’d copy the sensation on her other breast, using his fingertips to tease the nipple when his mouth could not be there. And just when she was arching and moaning for him, he’d switch to the other breast and start the delicious torture all over again.
    By the time he slid down to her belly and kissed her navel, her hips were writhing on the bed with abandon, need coursing through her. “Hades, please,” she moaned.
    “What would you like for me to do, my lovely queen?”
    Her hips undulated on the bed even as she tangled her fingers in his hair and pushed him downward. “Put your face there and lick me like the human man did to his lover.”
    His demanding little queen. Hades grinned and slid lower, hovering over her thighs to prolong the torture.
    She quivered underneath him in anticipation, waiting.
    With his thumb, he casually slid apart the wet folds of her pussy and examined her. “Now this is quite the juicy fruit to feast upon.”
    A whimper escaped her. “And… are you going to feast?”
    “Oh yes,” he told her in a husky voice and then descended to give her a slow, thorough lick.
    A gasp shot from her throat, her legs bucking around his ears. “Oh, Hades!”
    He licked at her clit, swirling his tongue around the little bud, then flicking at it the way he had her nipple. She was so slick here, her folds