Page 28 of On a Pale Horse
He continued, “Go there, lay in the tall grass, naked, and feel the sunlight on your skin.”
Persephone let out a soft moan and Cloris had to keep her own from slipping at the sound of both of them.
Hades trailed his hand up to between her breast and stopped. “What do you do in this garden? Did you ever bring Cloris there and fuck her?”
The second the word fuck left his lips, Cloris shuddered hard, already close to her own orgasm. The man wasn’t even touching her. She watched him carefully. His eyelids were heavy, his voice husky but at the same time commanding and deep. She wanted to crawl across his lap and feel that erection against her, inside her.
She sat on her hands in an effort to keep herself from reaching out to him. He cast those deep eyes to her, somehow knowing. He lifted his hand from Persephone and held it out. “Come here.”
It wasn’t a request. It was an edict Cloris would strip from her skin to follow. She crawled to him, around Persephone’s head who didn’t even blink, until she sat straddling him. He held her tight wrapping one arm around her waist and the other around and up into her hair. “Cloris,” he whispered. That midnight voice still stroking every inch of her skin.
“If only little Phe could see all the naughty things I want to do to you both.” He wove an unshakable spell. Each syllable, each word, meant to entice and arouse. “It’s your turn, My Love.”
Cloris realized moments later he’d requested something. “What?”
“It’s your turn to tell me you’re ready for this. Because in a moment I’m going to lay you down beside Persephone and I’m going to fuck you until you are screaming my name to the entire club.”
Cloris had never seen this side of him. Or maybe through the pain and years of wanting him but needing to protect him she’d never allowed herself to see it. This confident creature promising his pleasure on her body was something else entirely, and she wanted more. “I’m ready. I want you.”
He locked his lips with hers and in a flash, he let her go and bent her back onto the floor beside Persephone.
“Phe, you can’t watch me this time, but know I’m about to plunge my cock into Cloris’s wet, and oh so willing, body. How does that sound?”
Persephone reached out and Cloris knew that feeling. It was pouring through her too. She needed an anchor, a grounding point, in all that pleasure. Cloris entwined their fingers, and Persephone, eyes still closed, let out a moan.
Hades wasn’t lying. He spread Cloris’s thighs and rubbed the head of his dick against her wet folds and across her clit and she almost lost it then and there.
“Are you ready?” he whispered.
“Yes.” There was no hesitation. She needed this.
He didn’t show her any quarter, simply entering her in one forceful thrust. Cloris almost cried out at the glory of it. He shifted so his legs were behind him and his weight was braced on his hand on either side of Cloris’ breasts. “I’m going to fuck you.”
Cloris nodded and Persephone moaned squeezing her hand tighter. His cock while not very long was thick, stretching her almost to the point of pain, but that pain danced on a fine line with pleasure Cloris wouldn’t have otherwise. He pulled back and thrust into her once more, just as brutal.
“Persephone,” he said. “Answer me now.”
“What?”
“I’m going to fuck Cloris and then when we both come. You will join us.”
Cloris felt the power in his voice, the way he could control them both and she had no doubt he could command her to orgasm with a single word.
He started moving his hips faster each time his cock brushing across her clit painting sparks of pleasure through her body. Cloris held on to Persephone with one hand and Hades’ bicep with the other. She couldn’t do anything there in the eye of the storm. He thrust into her harder, faster, and she could feel his need to be deeper, go deeper.
“I’m not going to hold out much longer,” she cried out.
“You. Will. Not. Come. Until. I. Say.”
His voice took control of every synapse in her body and she surrendered to him completely. He continued his onslaught and she tried to raise her hips to match his cadence, but she was unable through his command. He leaned down to press his upper body on top of her and get a deeper angle. His face only an inch above hers. “Do you think I’m ready now, My Love. Tell me you want me to make you come.”
Cloris swallowed. She didn’t play bottom to anyone, especially men, but here, now in Hades arms it didn’t feel like he’d taken control from her, it felt like she surrendered everything to him. She would give him anything. “Yes, please.”
“No, that’s not good enough. Say it all.”
“Please, make me come.” She’d beg him if he would let her.
He leaned down between her and Persephone as he thrusted faster. “Then come,” was all he whispered, and her world fractured. She broke apart as he continued thrusting and then with one last hard brutal push, he came with them. Persephone shuddered her hand flexing around Cloris’s as Cloris fell into a chasm of pleasure, she wasn’t sure she could pull herself from. The world went dark for seconds and then tiny kisses along her jawbone, then down her neck, to the top of her breast. Cloris opened her eyes to see Hades’ mop of curls there. He lifted his face to look at her and his smile almost broke her all over. “I had no idea,” she whispered.
