It took Sage’s parents some time to come to terms with our relationship, but it seems they’ve finally accepted me. Us. I allow my eyes to roam the words on the page, but when my Sage shuffles over to me, on her knees, my mind hits a blank.
“What are you doing, baby girl?” I ask, but she doesn’t respond. Setting the pages down, I watch her climb into my lap, straddling me easily as her lips find mine.
“I missed you,” she mumbles against my mouth, her small tongue darting out, licking at my lips. My hands find her waist, gripping her hips, allowing her to rub against me. A low groan falls from my lips to hers.
“You’re going to get fucked, dirty girl,” I tell her, only for her to respond with a giggle. “That’s what you want?” I question with a husky tone, and she nods eagerly. “My dirty girl wants my cock in her tight little cunt.” It’s a growl at best, and I flip her over. Her squeal is loud as I tug her tiny shorts off to find her naked underneath.
“Please, Reid,” she begs, tugging on my restraint. I plant soft kisses on her legs, up her inner thighs, ignoring the spot she needs it most. “Reid!” she whimpers as I nip at her flesh, the sensitive skin on her thigh dots with goosebumps.
“Open those pretty legs. Play with your pussy,” I tell her, and she quickly dips her fingers into her pink cunt. The glistening juices coat her digits as she teases her clit. I watch in awe as her back arches beautifully. She’s exquisite in every way.
Soft moans fall from her lips. Her body is tense, waiting for release, needing that final climax, which I’ll gift her.
“Stop.” Her hand falls away. Dark eyes meet mine, her lids hooded with lust and desire. Without warning, I crash my mouth to her core, lapping at her like a hungry wolf. I love devouring my little lamb.
I shove my jeans down, fisting my cock while I eat her sweet hole. I’m steel, ready to drive into her when I finally come up for air. Her juices shimmering on my mouth have her gasping and giggling.
“Laughing?” I question seriously, but she shakes her head. “I think you were. Let’s see how you laugh when I fuck you until you can’t walk.” It’s not a threat. It’s a promise. I settle between her legs and sink into her tight heat inch by torturous inch. I know she hates when I tease her, but I can’t help it. Her heels dig into my ass; her nails claw at my back.
“Please, please, Reid, please,” she pleads, and I pull out, plunging back into her, fully seating myself, causing her to cry out my name over and over again.
A prayer. A chorus. A fucking symphony of pleasure.
“Oh god!”
“That’s my filthy little lamb. Come on my dick so I can fuck that tight ass too.” I groan as pleasure grips me. My balls tighten, and I hold off until she’s pulsing around me. Her body milking mine, and I offer her my seed. “Good girl,” I coo in her ear as she shudders below me.
“I love you, Reid.”
“I love you, Sage.” And I mean it. Every fucking word.
In the Arms of Hades
Chapter 14
Hades
Darkness settles around me—in my sanctuary, where I’ve spent most of my life. I rule the darkness, devour the sins of the evil, and I revel in it. But no matter how much I enjoy the souls of the fallen, I am alone.
Since my brothers and I chose our kingdoms, I’ve become drenched in the immoral, corrupt, and damned. My riches are infinite, and the pleasure I find in those souls sent to me is what satisfies me.
Hades, God of the Underworld.
Stalking through the dark hallways, I glance around, finding the doors where each soul resides locked and guarded. Most people think of a fiery pit when my home is mentioned, but it’s so much more than that. The mansion has endless rooms. Each person sent here has their own private Hell created, and in there, they spend eternity.
I thrive from their pain. I bask in their cries of mercy, of which I have none. Perhaps my soul has turned black since my poor choice of the three worlds to guard. My brothers each got their lot, but after years of living in the darkness, I find my soul no longer yearns to be aboveground. I no longer crave the sunlight, because, in this Hell, I found my solace.
There’ve been times I wondered how I’d ever survived. But with time, my heart has hardened. My mind has become a map of horrors I bestow on the dead. I revel in the pain and suffering I can inflict on those not worthy of Heaven. It’s the only time I find true happiness.