CHAPTER 146: MORE THAN ONCE

"I want you so much," he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with restraint. "So much that I fear I’ll ruin you."

Lilith swallowed, her lips parting as if to respond, but his mouth covered hers before she could speak. The kiss was soft. Her nightgown slipped slightly off one shoulder as he pressed her gently against the wall beside the window, surrounding her with his warmth, his hands, his lips, his breath.

He kissed down her neck again, lingering at her collarbone, then lower still, his lips brushing the delicate swell of her chest. Her back arched instinctively, one leg curling around his to draw him closer. No matter how many times he touched her, kissed her, held her, it always felt like the first.

Hades lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist. She gasped softly as he pressed her deeper into the wall, his hips fitting perfectly against hers, his arousal evident, pressing between her thighs. Their bodies moved in rhythm, every kiss deeper, every touch more desperate.

"You feel so fucking good, love," Hades whispered, his breath hot against her cheek.

He gently pulled her away from the wall and carried her to the bed, laying her down with care. He hovered above her, supported by his elbows, eyes locked on hers. He kissed her forehead, her temple, the tip of her nose, then trailed warm kisses down the curve of her neck.

His voice dropped into a low growl, filled with raw desire. "You have no idea how much you unnerve me."

Her hands slid down his back, nails grazing his arms, her voice breathless. "Then show me... show me how much I unnerve you."

Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging gently as she arched into his touch. Every brush of his lips across her skin, every stroke of his hands along her body, left a trail of heat that made her tremble.

Hades lowered his head, teeth catching the neckline of her gown. With a slow pull, he tugged the fabric down until it slipped over her shoulders, revealing the soft curve of her breast. His eyes darkened, heavy with hunger, as he rose slightly, pulling the dress further down to her waist.

"Gods, you are so beautiful," he whispered, voice husky with awe and desire.

He lowered his mouth to her breast, drawing a moan from Lilith. Her eyes fluttered shut, face flushed, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she lost herself in the wet heat of his mouth. Hades sucked gently, teasing her nipple with his tongue before giving it a playful bite. His hand caressed her other breast, kneading it with care, his touch both tender and possessive.

He shifted to her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention, while his free hand drifted lower, sliding between her thighs. His fingers circled her most sensitive spot, and Lilith gasped, her body arching from the bed as the pleasure surged through her in waves.

Before she could catch her breath, he settled between her legs. Her fingers threaded into his hair instinctively, just as his head dipped lower. "Hades..." she moaned, breathless, as his tongue licked a long, slow stripe up her clit.

The taste of her made him groan in satisfaction, his mouth working with increasing intensity, drinking her in like something sacred. When she began to move her hips against him, seeking more, he slipped his hand lower, parting her folds with skilled fingers. He teased her entrance, brushing just inside before retreating again, then returned to her swollen bud with aching precision, keeping her trembling, gasping his name like a prayer.

He slowly slid a finger inside her, the pad of his thumb pressing gently against her clit. Lilith moaned again, her body tensing at the dual sensation. He paused, watching her closely.

"Are you alright, darling?" he asked softly.

Lilith blinked several times, her gaze fixed on the ceiling as she panted. "Yes... I’m alright," she whispered.

"Deep breath, love. Take your time. I’ll wait." His voice was steady, reassuring, his eyes never leaving her face.

He gave her a moment, long enough for her body to adjust, to welcome the sensation. When she nodded, hips shifting slightly in invitation, he resumed.

Hades began to move his finger slowly inside her, each motion deliberate. Lilith’s head tilted forward, their eyes meeting. Her cheeks were flushed, lips parted, her blue eyes wide with a haze of pleasure and something tender.

"You feel so good," he murmured, voice rough. "So fucking tight."

Lilith gasped, her back arching, "Hades... I... I..."

Her words dissolved into breathless moans as her walls fluttered around his finger, the first tremors of her climax pulsing against him. But he didn’t stop.

He slipped in a second finger, stretching her gently, drawing another long, broken moan from her throat. She was soaked now, his fingers moved easily, the wet, rhythmic sound of his thrusts making his cock throb with need, desire pushing hard against the edge of control.

Lilith’s entire body trembled, her legs shaking, mouth open in a silent cry as her orgasm crested. She clenched around his fingers with sweet tightness, a small scream escaping her lips as the pleasure overwhelmed her, wave after wave crashing through her.

And still, Hades watched her like she was the most sacred thing he’d ever touched.

"Hades..." Lilith cried out, her body trembling from head to toe. "Dear gods... Hades!" she gasped, the sound a mix of pleading and surrender, but her fingers tangled tightly in his hair, the way her hips rocked against his mouth, told a different story.

He rose briefly, teeth grazing the side of her breast once, then again, slower, deeper. The third bite came as he took her aching peak into his mouth, sucking softly, his fingers still knuckle-deep inside her.

After that, nothing else mattered.

She didn’t have to do anything but feel, take the pleasure he gave her, let it unravel her. He went back to her core, devouring her like a man starving, tongue working in slow strokes that had her hips bucking against his mouth.

Fuck. Hades had no idea what he’d done to deserve this blessing. This woman. He groaned into her, shivers rolling through him as her fingers clutched his hair tighter, her body writhing, rising to meet him again and again. He cupped both her breasts, his thumbs brushing her nipples as he brought her closer, again, to the edge.

She was so damn responsive, so open, so eager to feel everything he gave.

Minutes passed in a blur of sensation, his mouth and hands worshipping her until her body tensed violently again. Her head turned to the side, face buried into the mattress, a strangled cry slipping from her lips as another orgasm ripped through her.

Lilith twisted beneath him, her entire body spasming with such intensity that her thoughts, her breath, her very sense of self dissolved under the force of it.

It took three whole minutes before she could breathe again, before she could blink through the haze and feel anything but the aftershocks of pleasure rolling through her.