A Game of Gods (Hades Saga, #3)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“I hate waiting for you,” she said. “Then find me,” he said. “You are busy.” “Dreaming about being inside you.” It was true—every minute of every day. She managed a breathy laugh. “I love that laugh,” he said, dragging his lips along her jaw and to her mouth. “I love you.” Hades pulled away and met her gaze, then he sat, holding her against him. “Say it again.” Her eyes softened and her fingers threaded through his hair. “I love you, Hades.” He grinned. He was so in love with her. “I love you,” he said as she moved against him harder and faster, meeting her movement with equal vigor. “You are perfection. You are my lover. You are my queen.” She came around him and he followed, and they collapsed against his throne, spent. “Why is this the first time I am hearing about your fantasies?” she asked as he kissed her head. He didn’t really know what to say. “How do I verbalize such a thing?” She held his gaze. “I suppose you just…tell me what you want. Is that not what you would want from me?” “Yes,” he said, intrigued by the thought of desires. “So tell me, what is your fantasy?” Her eyes widened and then her brows furrowed. “I…do not think I have one.” “You’ll forgive me if I do not believe you,” he said. “No, I won’t. It is in your nature to detect lies.” He chuckled. “But what will it take? To learn of your fantasies?” It took her a long moment to speak. He knew she had an answer; it was on the tip of her tongue, building tension between them. “One day…I want you.…to restrai...