A Game of Retribution (Hades Saga, #2)

by Scarlett St. Clair

Persephone hesitated for a moment, then touched the picture on his desk. “Where did you get this?” He wasn’t sure why he stayed quiet so long. Perhaps it was because he could not read exactly how she felt about the photo, but it also meant revealing a part of himself he had never shared with anyone at all. “I took it.” “When?” A note of surprise colored her voice. He smirked, humored. “Obviously when you weren’t looking.” She rolled her eyes, and he drew closer. He wanted to take her mouth into a punishing kiss and worship her on this desk, though he knew her thoughts were much more wholesome. “Why do you have pictures of me and I do not have pictures of you?” “I did not know you wanted pictures of me.” “Of course I want pictures of you.” “I may be able to oblige. What kind of pictures do you want?” “You are insatiable,” she said, hitting his shoulder playfully. Hades’s hands locked on her waist, and he pulled her toward him, their bodies colliding hip to hip. “And you are to blame, my queen,” he said, mouth falling to her neck, his tongue touching her skin as he kissed down to her shoulder. “I’m glad you are here.” “I couldn’t tell,” she said mildly.