Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
The fact he’d been eating me out while I slept should’ve been abhorrent. But it wasn’t. I wanted him, and despite the soreness between my legs, I wanted Hades to push that thick cock into me and make me take it all again.
Smack. And again. “Tell Daddy you like me slapping your little pussy. Tell Daddy you like me spanking your cunt.”
I rose up slightly just as I watched Hades bring his hand down between my thighs again. Seeing his tattooed fingers hitting my wet flesh had heat claiming me.
“Go on, Princess. Tell me how much you like it.”
I gasped when he did it again and again, the smack-smack-smack of it filling my head.
“Lie to me again that you don’t like it when I call myself Daddy.” Smack. Slap.
I was burning alive.
“Try to lie to me by saying you’re not sopping wet because you’re so turned on by doing these bad things.” Slap. Slap.
He leaned forward and dragged his tongue over the side of my face like he was a lion bathing me.
“Or maybe you want me to call you my little whore?” He rubbed my pussy now, sliding his thick, inked digits through my slit, rubbing my lips before dipping them inside of me.
My inner muscles clamped around them, drawing him in until he cursed.
His mouth was by my ear, his breathing harsh. “Does that turn you on, baby? Do you get all wet and primed when I say I want you to be Daddy’s good little slut?”
Oh my God, this is so wrong. This is so hot.
The wet, sloppy sounds of my pussy sucking in his fingers was so crude I arched my back, my nipples scraping against the hard planes of his chest.
He grunted and growled, and I realized I was rolling my hips, fucking myself on his hand, desperate to get off.
“You’re such a good girl.” He sucked on my earlobe and then the shell, groaning.
He started thrusting against my inner thigh, his length rubbing on my leg. I could feel the wetness of his pre-cum sliding on my flesh.
I wanted it all over me, wanted to rub it in so his scent would always be ingrained in me.
He dragged his tongue down the edge of my jaw, along my bottom lip, and sucked my flesh into his mouth, gently pulling it with his teeth.
“I want to fill you up, Persephone. I want you so full of my seed there isn’t room for anything else. I want my cum to take and you to get big and swollen with my baby.”
Children were the last thing on my mind, but hearing Hades say these things was an auditory aphrodisiac because my pussy clenched, and I felt my wetness trickle down my ass.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Taking what I have to give, being so full of my cum that it pours out of you because it’s got nowhere else to go.” His hand was still between my thighs as he stroked me, gently pulling my pussy lips, spreading me wide.
He was kissing and licking me, sucking and murmuring the filthiest things I’d ever heard as he settled between my legs and placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of my body.
“All I can think about is how tight and hot your cunt is. How you get so wet for me.” He moaned. “I’ll never get enough of fucking you.” He gripped my chin and forced my face toward him so he could kiss me hard and possessively. “You’re Daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?”
He plunged his tongue between my lips and made me taste myself on him. “Yeah,” he murmured to me. “Tell me what I want to hear.”
I moaned. “Yes.”
“Nobody will ever feel as good as you do. No one will ever be as perfect as you are, sweetheart.”
He pushed into me slowly, easily. This was different. This wasn’t brutal or raw like it had been in the library. He was showing me he could be soft. But did I want that?
“You like this? You like when I’m sweet with you, when I take my time?” He sank in deep and pulled out just as slowly. “Look at how dilated your pupils are, how much your breathing has picked up. My girl likes me making love to her?”
Making love.
I bit my lip and moaned, my hips rising up so he hit deeper.
“You filthy, fucking beautiful girl.” He lowered his gaze back down between my thighs.
His nostrils flared, a low rumble left him, and then he covered my chest with his.
And with that, he thrust into me, sliding his hands down and around so he could grip my ass and angle my hips up so he could go even deeper.
Hades drove in and out of me, his emotions a mix between passionate but also pissed off. The forceful motions rocked me up the bed, so I was forced to lift my hand and place it behind my head, bracing myself on the ornate headboard.