Ever with Hades

His fingers tightened, and then he was thrusting hard into her mouth. It should have scared her, but Ever could actually feel herself getting sweeter.

“Touch yourself, milady,” Hades gritted out as he could feel his own pleasure building. “I want us to come at the same time.”

Feeling like a puppet that lived for its master’s commands, Ever reached for her swollen flesh with trembling fingers. As she started to stroke herself, Hades’ grip on her hair tightened, and this time he was thrusting so hard into her mouth his cock was reaching the back of her throat.

Aaaaaaah.

His wild, uncontrolled need for her spurred her own desires, and her fingers began to move faster as well.

“I’m about to come,” Hades rasped out.

She sucked hard on his cock as she moved her fingers to her clit.

A moment later, and the god of the Underworld grated out, “Ever!” And then he was coming in her mouth with a low growl, his cum filling her mouth, and she moaned. Her fingers moved furiously on the nub, and soon, she, too, was coming, her body jerking almost in rhythm with the way Hades continued to shoot his load into her mouth with his pounding cock.

When Hades finally found the strength to pull away, she slumped against his legs, her eyelids drooping. Her sweet look of exhaustion made the god chuckle and sinking back into the water, he drew her to him, making her sit between his legs.

Ever could only sigh in sleepy bliss when she felt Hades start to scrub her body with a soapy sponge. It sure was convenient to have magic, she thought drowsily. His hands were gentle as he cleansed her body, but she couldn’t help stirring in embarrassed protest when she felt him reach for her womanhood from behind.

Her eyes fluttering open, she whispered, “Hades—-”

“Sssh.” He licked her ear, crooning, “Just let me take care of you, milady.”

Oh.

His hand went back to her folds, and she bit back a moan as he began to sponge her between her legs. By the time he was done, both of them were panting, and when he turned her around to impale her with his cock, she didn’t even think of protesting. She curled her arms around his neck as his hands grasped her hips.

He lifted her up and down on his cock, and all she could do was ride him the way he wanted. Slow, fast, shallow, deep—-

It didn’t really matter.

Each thrust was wonderfully hot, and when they both came, their bodies arched against each other as their mouths fused in a wet, deep kiss.

When Hades carried Ever back to her bed, he expected her to fall asleep immediately but instead, he heard her whisper, “Hades?”

She was lying on her side, her golden hair framing her lovely face.

“What is it, milady?”

“Can I ask you something?”

He let his eyes widen, and his tone was one of surprise as he said, “I didn’t expect this of you.”

Ever was confused. “Expect what?”

“That you’d want a third time—-”

He was already reaching for her when she realized what he was saying, and she turned red. “I’m not!” She hurriedly moved back to keep herself out of reach. “I can’t.” If they did it a third time, she didn’t think she would ever find the energy to move again.

The pleading tone of her voice made him grin. “I was only joking, milady.”

She was torn between amusement and exasperation, and she made a face at Hades. “You’re really dreadful, do you know that?”

“Dreadfully sexy, yes, milady, I have known this for several millennia.”

This time, laughter won out. “Dreadfully arrogant, you mean.”

“Only because I know how much I can drive women crazy.” He looked at her under hooded lids. “Would you like a demonstration to prove this?”

Even as her breasts swelled at the suggestion, she shook her head vehemently, saying quickly, “No thanks, I’ll, err, take your word for it.”

He laughed. “You really are quite entertaining, milady. I cannot recall having laughed this much—-”

Ever couldn’t resist the opening Hades had unintentionally given her, and she blurted out, “Even with Persephone?”

Ah.

He looked at her, asking lightly, “Is that what you’ve been wanting to ask?”

A small nod.

Raising himself on one elbow, he cocked his head questioningly at her, murmuring idly, “Is it because the former queen visited you this morning?”

Her eyes widened. “You know about it?”

Hades was not the type to roll his eyes, but he did so now because there was no other way to answer her question.

She turned red. “Okay, I get it, stupid question, but...” She slowly shook her head. “Why didn’t you ask me about it?”

“I was preoccupied.”

“Oh.” Her face turned even redder.

He touched her cheeks, asking in genuine fascination, “Do you practice this? How can you blush so easily?”

“What? No!” It was her turn to roll her eyes back at him, but even so her face continued to heat up, and she muttered, “It’s your fault, anyway. You keep saying embarrassing things.”