Free Hot as Hades by Alisha Rai Page B

made for me. Only for me.”
    It took him a second to realize the import of what he’d bleated aloud. Growling in frustration at himself, he grabbed her hips and spun her around. She teetered, steadying after she grasped his forearms for balance.
    “Take me out,” he demanded. He spread his legs to give her room to work the buttons on his trousers, which were stretched tight over the bulge of his erection. The slightly bent-over position she was in made her tits hang down like ripe fruit. Unable to resist, he leaned forward and licked the top of those mounds, finding them delicious as usual. She stiffened, her hands stopping their work. He released his hold on the chair’s arms to cradle her breasts and bring them to his mouth. He knew what pleased her. She always liked it when he sucked hard, lashing at the nipple with his tongue, so he did that now, bringing a high-pitched cry from her mouth.
    “Don’t stop,” he drew away to tell her. “Take me out. Play with me.”
    She trembled. He loved it when he made her shake with need. It made him feel ten feet tall. “I can’t concentrate,” she said.
    He released her, giving no heed to her pitiful whimper. “Then I’ll stop distracting you.”
    “Jerk.”
    The word lacked heat, and he grinned. He’d come to read her body well, and he knew she needed him badly. “On your knees, female. Maybe that will help you focus.”
    She shot him a mock-glare. Her fingers resumed their mission as she sank to the subservient position. He had to grit his teeth as those delicate fingers touched and rubbed him through the leather. When she finally managed to get the fly open, his cock almost ran out to greet her, pushing into her hands. The blessed feel of her warm palm over him made him want to shout for joy and pump into her hand for as long as necessary to get him off.
    “Persephone…” He shoved his hips up, groaning as her hand slipped up the shaft and back down, the better to feel that softness all around him.
    “What order would you like to give me now, Lord Hades?”
    He slit his eyes at her mocking emphasis on Lord . Impertinent baggage. “Make me come.”
    Her hand jacked him again, and he spread his legs wider, an invitation to continue. Idly, as if she wasn’t kneeling at his feet in a scandalous corset and playing with his naked cock, she tilted her head. “With my hands? Or my mouth?”
    He swallowed, the thought of Persephone’s lips wrapped around his cock filling his head. He had a particular fondness for blowjobs but had rarely been able to find anyone who was willing to bestow that favor. Because he was bigger and more powerful than most females, he always had the distasteful impression that he was forcing his partner.
    However, if Persephone chose to grace him with her mouth…
    He said nothing, and she smiled. “I do remember you saying something about drinking your come.”
    His cock jerked at the memory, the dirty words he’d roughly muttered while lost in a haze of sexual need. Without any warning, she licked the vein running along the side of his cock. He gasped, and his hands flew to her shoulders, the little lick punching into his stomach.
    “I guess you like this,” he half-heard her say. Unable to care if her tone held the proper amount of respect for him, he threaded his hands through her hair.
    “More,” he said, aware that he was pleading.
    Her mouth surrounded him, her tongue and the insides of her cheeks warm and silken wet. He had the fleeting thought that this was as foreign to her as it was to him, as she was delightfully awkward in figuring out how to move her lips and tongue and hands in tandem with each other. She learned quickly though, and within a few minutes she was officially driving him out of his mind.
     
    Persephone decided blowjobs weren’t exactly a bad thing. In fact, sucking Hades’s cock could very well be her favorite thing. It filled her with an immense sense of power, to have this huge male at her mercy. And he