Chapter 103
Chapter 103
Violet
Estuchers
Keeping Hades Sinclair’s hands off me was like trying to tame fire, every time I tried, it only burned hotter. And I did try. God, I tried to keep his hands to himself in the car, at least until we got inside. I told myself to keep a straight face, to ignore. the way his hand gripped my thigh, the way his fingers brushed against the inner part every few seconds like he couldn’t help himself. I even swatted his hand away once.
It didn’t work.
By the time we reached the house, I was already trembling inside. Every brush of his fingers in the car had left a spark under my skin, and now I was burning. The moment the front door opened, all that careful control I’d held onto crumbled.
Hades didn’t wait for me to step inside. His arm slid around my waist from behind, pulling me back against him with a force that stole my breath. Before I could even find my voice to protest, his mouth claimed mine.
I gasped into the kiss, my fingers clutching his shoulders for balance as he kicked the door shut behind us. The sharp thud echoed down the hallway. His lips pressed harder against mine. When his teeth caught my lower lip, a small sound slipped from me, and that was all it took for him to deepen the kiss.
His tongue slid against mine. One hand cradled the side of my face, his thumb brushing my cheek as he angled me closer.
I clutched at his shirt, as my back hit the wall, the cold surface, I moaned, but Hades only groaned against my mouth and kissed me harder, as if the sound drove him insane. He kissed me like I was oxygen, and he’d been holding his breath too long.
“Hades-“I tried to speak, but he caught my lower lip again, biting it softly, and whatever I was about to say melted into another sigh.
He was rougher tonight, and it made my head spin. Maybe it was because it had been a while since we’d last done it.
When I finally pulled back to breathe, he didn’t stop. His lips moved to the spot just below my ear, and the instant he kissed it, my knees nearly gave out.
A low groan rumbled from his chest, vibrating against my skin, before his mouth began its descent down the curve of my neck, across the hollow of my throat, to the edge of my collarbone. He lingered there, tongue tracing a line of fire before his teeth closed gently over my skin. The faint sting mingled with pleasure, stealing the air from my lungs.
“Oh, God. Hades…” I whispered, my head tipping back, my breath coming in shallow gasps.
He chuckled softly against my skin, his breath hot.
“You say my name like you want to stop me,” he murmured, his lips grazing my collarbone, “but your body says otherwise. It’s begging to be touched, and to be undone by me, Violet.”
Damn him, he was right. I could curse him all I wanted, but the way my body arched toward his touch betrayed me. Every inch of me was burning, aching for release. I wanted him to touch me, to take away the tension building inside me.
His hand slid up my side, the rough heat of his palm meeting the bare skin where my shirt had ridden up.
My body shuddered before I could stop it.
Oh God. Even the slightest touch from him made me tremble.
His lips curved into that knowing smirk, the kind that told me he noticed everything, every little reaction I tried so hard to hide.
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Chapter 103
Hades tilted his head, lowering himself until his finger caught my chin and guided it upward. Those piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, they were darker now, burning with an intensity that made me forget how to breathe. My pulse thundered in my ears.
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His thumb traced slowly across my lower lip. “You don’t seem to realize something, princess,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. “Is it that hard to see? Just as my body belongs to you, yours belongs to me.”
My lips parted on instinct as his thumb pressed gently against them.
“You’re the only one who can make me lose control with just a word or a touch,” he said, his gaze flicking to my mouth again. “And I—”
He didn’t finish. Instead, he pressed his thumb against my lips, slipping it past them. I froze, staring up at him, the taste of his skin warm against my tongue.
“I’m the only one who can turn you into a moaning, trembling mess in seconds, have you gasping, writhing, and begging to be fucked like the desperate good girl you are, my wife.”
Heat coiled low in my stomach at his words, especially at that one. Wife.
God, why did it sound like that when he said it?
My body tightened in response, a pulse deep inside me I couldn’t ignore. Was this how he felt whenever I called him husband? The word sent a shiver down my spine, followed by a dark flicker of satisfaction.
He was mine.
The thought was possessive.
I swallowed hard, trying to reason with myself. Was I really getting possessive over Hades Sinclair? That was ridiculous. Even if we were going to be married, it didn’t mean anything. I was marrying him for revenge. If he had another woman by his side, I shouldn’t feel jealous.
At least, that’s what I told myself.
But the image of him with someone else twisted something sharp inside me. My fingers curled against his shirt before I realized it, clutching the fabric as if holding on to him could make the feeling go away.
I hated feeling this way. Was it jealousy? I had no idea, and I wasn’t going to think about it right now.
For now, I decided, he was mine. Whether out of revenge or desire, I didn’t care. I would take what I wanted.
He looked at me like he could see every thought crossing my mind, every unspoken word I didn’t dare say aloud. That look of his made me want to both slap him and pull him closer. I chose the latter.
I wrapped my lips around his thumb. His eyebrows shot up, surprised, and I felt a small thrill at the reaction I was drawing. I circled my tongue around him, holding his gaze the entire time, refusing to look away.
I took his other hand and guided it to my breast, then removed his thumb from my mouth, placing it down my chest. I traced it slowly flown my collarbone, along my stomach, letting him feel every inch of me.
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