My hips rolled up into his hand like I couldn’t get close enough.
God, I wanted to come on his fingers so badly
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His fingers thrust deep again, curling perfectly inside me, and I let out another broken moan, louder this time.
Every slow drag of his fingers made my hips jerk up, chasing more of his touch. My body was trembling beneath him. My walls fluttered helplessly around him, already tight, already soaked, the wet sound of my arousal echoing in the room.
He knew exactly what he was doing.
His palm pressed down on my lower stomach, pinning me in place while his fingers moved in a slow, punishing rhythm, perfectly angled to keep me teetering on the edge without letting me come.
“H-Hades-“I moaned, barely able to speak.
My head fell back into the pillow, my body thrashing lightly under his control, my hands still pinned above my head by one of his. I couldn’t move. I could only take it.
“Look at you,” he murmured, voice rough. “You look so pretty getting fucked by my fingers.”
“H-Hades…Daddy” I panted, my voice barely a whisper, my hips straining against his hold. “Please-”
His free hand thrust deeper.
I gasped, the stretch making me whimper. My pussy clung to his fingers, pulsing around them like it wanted to pull them in even more. His thumb slid up, and pressed directly to my clit.
The sharp jolt of pleasure that tore through me made me cry out, my hips jerking involuntarily against his hand. His fingers didn’t relent, thrusting, curling, and stroking deep inside me while his thumb teased and rubbed that throbbing bundle of nerves until I was a writhing mess beneath him. My nipples were hard, brushing against his chest, every inch of my skin so
sensitive it hurt.
“Oh God!”
He leaned closer again, lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, “You like that? Being spread open like this? Begging for it like a good little girl?”
“Yes,” I breathed out. “Yes, I-fuck, I need it.”
A low groan rumbled in his throat. His mouth moved down to my neck, hot kisses trailing across my skin before he bit again.
“You were made for this for me, princess.” He pressed his thumb to my clit once again, and I nearly came on the spot.
My thighs trembled violently, my toes curling, every nerve in my body on fire. The combination of his thick fingers thrusting inside me and his thumb made my vision blur.
“Hades, please, please let me come, I can’t-”
I whimpered in frustration, a whine bubbling up in my throat as I looked at him. His face hovered over mine, his jaw clenched, eyes dark, blown wide with lust.
“Beg like you mean it.”
I didn’t even hesitate. “Please, daddy, I’ll be good, I swear, I just want to come. I need it. I need you. Please make me come so hard.”
“Fuck,” he groaned. “How can you make me so horny just by begging?”
He pulled his fingers back slightly, then pushed in again.
“You don’t even realize how fucking irresistible you are.”
His fingers moved again, this time harder and deeper. His thumb reled my clit faster, and I came. My moans turned frantic,
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“Yes-yes, right there, don’t stop, daddy!”
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Pleasure ripped through my body. My orgasm slammed into me so violently my vision blurred, my body arching clean off the bed. My scream echoed in the room as my walls clamped down around his fingers so hard that my entire body shaking under the force of it, wetness gushing out of me.
He kept going, drawing it out, making me feel every wave until I collapsed back against the pillow.
My chest rose and fell in quick pants. He finally pulled his fingers cut, eyes fixed on me like I was the only thing in the world worth looking at. My eyes were half-lidded, dazed, watching as he brought his fingers to his mouth.
He licked them, sucked them clean with a satisfied groan that made my core clench all over again.
“Fuck, princess,” he muttered. “You taste like fucking heaven.”
Hades leaned down, brushing a soft kiss to my collarbone, and for second, his touch was gentle.
He whispered, lips barely grazing mine, “Don’t relax yet because I’m not even close to being done with you.”
I blinked.
My breath caught in my throat as I felt something hard pressing against me down there. My gaze slowly dropped.
His cock, fully hard, was straining against his sweatpants. It looked so big. My cheeks flushed as the memories of last night came flooding back, how he filled me, stretched me, and wrecked me.
Was he really going to take me again?
I licked my lips.
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