I don’t stand a chance.
I come with a cry and gag, and then Hades is pulling me off Hercules and holding me against him, one finger still in my ass as he uses his free hand to fuck my pussy. I come again, this one lifting me higher yet.
He lays me down next to Hercules, who cuddles me tight against his side. I look down his body as Hades fists his cock. “I’m inclined to reward you obeying this command, despite your not honoring the last one.”
“Sorry, sir,” Hercules says again. He doesn’t sound any more sincere this time. He’s turning into quite the brat.
I love it. I love him. I stretch up and kiss him, and moan at the taste of myself on his tongue. It would be the simplest thing in the world to sling my leg over Hercules, shift my hips, and take him deep. I might even incite Hades enough to forget he wants to punish us and take my ass. I shiver and start to move.
Hades swats my ass. “You’ve got your orgasm, love. Two of them, if I don’t miss my count. Don’t be greedy or I’ll be forced to toss you in a cold shower.” He’ll do it, too. He has before, and no doubt he’ll do it again. It’s not my fault. I can’t get enough of either one of these men. Hades shifts. “Hercules.”
Hercules grips my hair with one hand and pulls me away from him a little. “Sorry, Meg.”
I grin. “You’re about to have Hades’s mouth around your cock, so I don’t think you’re that sorry.”
“Guilty.” He curses and I look down his body to find Hades taking him deep, his dark eyes watching us both. He doesn’t tease Hercules. No, he masters his body with a precision that leaves me breathless. I go hot and melty as Hercules’s hips jerk before Hades holds him down, forcing him still even as he drives him directly to the edge.
Hercules’s back bows and he fists the sheets. I watch Hades swallow him down and it feels like I’m on fire. This was supposed to take the edge off, but the desire is so much stronger now. It’s like every time I come, every time Hercules comes, our needs becomes a hydra and multiplies.
I have to have them inside me. I can’t wait.
I reach for him, but he catches my wrists. “Ah ah.”
“But—”
“This is your punishment, love.” He presses a quick kiss to my lips and I shiver at the taste of Hercules. Hades tows me to the edge of the bed and gently guides me to my feet. He looks at me and then at Hercules, who’s already growing hard again, his blue eyes burning with the same desire threatening to incinerate me. “Since apparently I wasn’t clear enough previously, let me elaborate. No fucking. No cocks, no hands, no mouths, no toys.”
“And if we disobey?”
He gives Hercules a long look. “If you disobey, we’ll reschedule the public scene tonight.”
“What?”
His lips curve the tiniest bit. “One day you’ll learn that punishments weren’t created to be enjoyed, little Hercules.” He walks into the bathroom and I hear the sink running. A few minutes later, Hades emerges to find us exactly where he left us. He gives that little smile again. “I’ll see you in a few hours.”
I sink onto the edge of the mattress the moment the door shuts. “That backfired spectacularly.”
“It always does.” Hercules laughs and rolls off the bed. Thwarted desire doesn’t seem to bother him much, but then he rolls with the punches better than anyone else I know. He kisses me and moves away before I can sink into it. “Let’s take a shower and get ready.”
“I can’t promise I’ll keep my hands to myself.”
He gives me an arch look over his shoulder. “I guess I’ll have to maintain control for both of us, because there’s no way in hell we’re rescheduling tonight. We both know Hades doesn’t bluff.”
The reminder dims my temptation to test our sanctions. Hercules is right. If we keep toeing the line, Hades will slap us down. We’ll deserve it, too. Sometimes the pleasure is worth the punishment, but this one won’t be, especially since Hades ensured we took the edge off.
I sigh. “Being responsible is no fun.”
“Aw, Meg.” Hercules takes my hand and pulls me after him into the bathroom. “Don’t be too sad. You get to peg my ass tonight.”
“You’re impossible.” I laugh. “But you’re right. Planning all the delicious things I’m going to do to you is enough to cheer me right up.” I slap his ass and move past him into the shower. “Love you.”
“Love you, too, Meg.” He sounds kind of in awe of it, like it just hit him that this is our life and it’s real. We’re real.
We’re happy. Really, really happy.