“Before you, I only knew loneliness, even in a room full of people—it was an ache, sharp and cold and constant, and I was desperate to fill it.” “And now?” The question was almost a demand, as if she did not care about before anymore, just now, just this moment. Hades smiled as he continued his exploration of her body, making his way to her chest. “Now I ache to fill you,” he said and licked the batter he’d used to mark her skin.
