Inferno Excerpt #2
Check out Inferno...Kat lowered her gaze and fussed with her belt. She couldn't handle looking at him any longer. Not without wanting to grab him and crush her body to his, to ease the ache between her legs and the one in her heart. "You were right. You have changed. I've no right to ask you to come with me."
She stood, but Hades stood, too, and blocked her escape route. He moved into her personal space forcing her to take a distancing step.
"You wouldn't be much help to me anyway," she smirked. "Stay here with your pretty girl. Get married, have babies. Make a life." She tried to brush past him, but Hades grabbed her by the upper arms to still her movements.
Leaning down to her mouth, his lips twitched into a smile. "Maybe I don't want her. Maybe what I want is too stupid to know that."
Raising a brow, Kat questioned, "Are you calling me stupid?"
"Shut up, woman, and let me kiss you."
He covered the distance between them in a second and crushed his mouth to hers. Sighing, Kat parted her lips and let him in. With every sweep of his tongue and nip at her bottom lip, she reciprocated in kind. If she could, she would've swallowed him whole. He tasted of smoky flavoring, and herbs, and the alcohol they had both consumed. New arousing tastes and old flavors that she fondly remembered about him.
Now that she was here in his arms, her hands fisted in his shirt and her mouth exploring his, she realized how empty she'd been without him. She had spent many months denying it, but the man made her whole. During their last harrowing adventure together, she came to realize that he was the one person she had been searching for without even knowing it. The one that challenged her but accepted her for who she was. On their last hunt, she had been the closest she'd ever been to love. The kind that was messy and complicated. The kind she didn't want anything to do with.
Kat pushed him back, but he held on to her arms. It was obvious that he had no intentions of backing off this time. She could hear his heart racing, and smell the arousal floating off him. The blue of his eyes had darkened to slate. A color she knew meant he was hungry for her. Desire hot and hearty rolled over her, drowning her in its intensity.
"I won't let you push me away this time, Kat."
She met his gaze and fell helplessly into his eyes. No, she couldn't push him away, not this time, not now. Fisting her hands in his shirt, she pulled him close. "Fine, but hang on for a wild ride."
With one yank on his shirt, she rendered it in half. In seconds, her hands were on his flesh, stoking his chest and stomach. Kat loved the feel of his muscled abs under her palms. She played her fingers over him like strumming an instrument for pleasure.
His groans encouraged her, and she soon found her hands at the button on his pants. With a flick of her thumb and forefinger, the button popped open and Kat was able to slide her hand between the separated fabric and over Hades' pulsating erection.
While she wrapped her hand around his shaft, he buried his face into her neck and nibbled on her earlobe. "Ah, fuck, woman, I missed you."
"Yeah," she teased as she slid her hand up and down his cock. "How much?"
Growling, Hades slid his hand over her ass and squeezed. He picked her up and set her on the kitchen table. With his knee, he nudged her legs apart and settled in between them. Kat continued to stroke him while he yanked up her shirt and feasted on her breasts.
Jolts of fervent pleasure zigzagged up and down her flesh as Hades sucked on her nipple. She gasped at the violent sensations battering her body. It had been far too long since she indulged in the decadence of sex. She had taken only one lover since leaving Hades. Then it had been when the need had been far too great to deny. When the lust had clawed at her physically and mentally nearly spiraling her into madness.
But this need ... it was different. Hades was different. And always would be. Kat could deny, avoid, and run all she wanted, but the truth was there, in six-foot three inches of hard muscles and defining character. She could take other lovers, but Hades would always be her one true love.
"Take off my damn pants!" she growled, not wanting to wait any longer for him to be inside her.
Hades needed no more encouragement as he popped the button on her leathers and unzipped them. Hooking his fingers under the waistband, he yanked them down her legs to her ankles. When she was naked, he stepped in between her legs once more, more than ready to slide his rock-hard erection inside.
Gripping his shoulders, Kat groaned loudly as he thrust into her throbbing sex. Dripping with liquid heat, she easily accommodated his wide girth. His cock fit perfectly inside her, making her think again about connecting puzzle pieces. As if god had sculpted them from the same piece of stone.
He wrapped his arms around her, crushing her to his chest. Pressed as close as she was to him, she could hear the frantic beat of his heart and the rush of his blood through his veins. He smelled like nature. Trees, wood, and grass. The scent reminded her of when they had found salvation in the grove outside of Atlantis the last time they had been together. Salvation. That was what Hades smelled of. Salvation, security, and safety. In his arms, she knew she would always feel safe.
Digging her nails into his back, she urged him on. To go faster, deeper. Maybe then, she could keep her hunger at bay. Maybe if they fucked fast enough, she wouldn't feel the blood lust bubbling to the surface. The desire to sink her teeth into his flesh and feed from him pounded at her head like a spike. Squeezing her eyes shut she forced it back down, into the part of her soul that harbored her dark emotions.
"Ah! Harder! Faster!" She moaned, pushing her pelvis into his on each of his thrusts.
He didn't disappoint. Trailing his hands down to grip her ass, he rammed into her again and again. Could he feel her need? Did he remember how they had beaten the beast last time?
She didn't know, and didn't care. All she could think of was his body on hers, his cock buried deep inside her sex. Her orgasm was close. She could feel the pressure of it, vibrating inside her, and along her thighs. One more deep thrust and she would come.
As if reading her mind, Hades rammed into her, burying his cock to the base. Groaning, he emptied himself. Within seconds, Kat followed him down. Like free falling, her stomach flipped over and her head reeled as she climaxed. It felt like this with him every time, as if she was spiraling off a high cliff into oblivion.
When Kat found her breath, she opened her eyes and met Hades' gaze. She could tell he needed to say something. To tell her words he found just as difficult to express as she did. Although Kat was as hard as they came, with a heart of stone and an empty soul, she desperately needed to hear those words.
He opened his mouth ...