My heart was racing at the thought of using this on a person. I opened my mouth to tell Hades again I couldn’t do that, but then I thought of Trevor, and of his father. What if someone like them came to hurt me? What if Trevor wanted payback?
So instead of denying anything, I said, “Okay,” in a soft, but firm voice.
“That’s my girl.” He snapped his fingers.
“Sir?”
“Carlisle.” He addressed the servant. “I want you and the other staff to stay out of this room for the next hour.”
I felt my eyes widen at the dark promise I heard in Hades’ voice.
“No matter what you hear.” He glanced at the staff member. “You don’t come in here. Understand?”
Carlisle nodded, cast a quick glance at me, and left us alone.
“Come here, Bunny.” His voice was low and even.
My heart beat three times before I finally did as he ordered. My legs felt like rubber as I walked toward him. When I stood a few feet from where Hades sat, I held my breath.
“Closer, sweetheart,” he purred.
I couldn’t move, and I didn’t know why. Excitement and anticipation mixed with my unease at what he had planned.
“I won’t repeat myself, Persephone.” His voice hardened.
He lifted his arms and gripped my hips in his enormous hands.
I was so much smaller than him that the width of his hands seemed to nearly encompass my waist. I tensed when his fingers pressed into my flesh harder. And when I glanced down at his lap, I could see he was already so hard.
“Are you wet right now, baby?”
I shook my head.
“Pretty liar,” he murmured, his thumbs moving back and forth along my sides. “Let’s see how much of a liar you are.”
My heart beat overtime.
“As much as I love that little schoolgirl uniform… undress.”
My mouth dried, and I darted my gaze to the door that led out of the dining room. “Here? Anyone could walk right in.”
“I told them not to. Unlike you, they obey me.” His hands tightened against me. “Actually, how about I take it off of you, sweet girl? How about Daddy takes control because I know how much you like that?”
“I have to go to school soon.”
“Not for another hour. I want to get you off before I send you off.”
I shouldn’t have gotten aroused when he referred to himself as “Daddy.” It was such an obscene thing, filthy… in the best way.
He smirked and slid his hands up, pushing up the loose shirt I wore until my flat belly was on display. He leaned in and dragged his tongue over my stomach and along my navel before pulling away.
“So sweet.” He kept pushing my shirt up until I was forced to lift my arms. My gaze kept going to the door, expecting someone to burst in, but we stayed alone.
He pushed my pants down and I silently—obediently—stepped out of them.
“I want you to strip all the way.” He leaned back in his chair, waiting for me to do what he said.
When I stood totally nude before him, I noticed the way his pupils dilated, how his breathing increased. “Perfect, Princess.”