A Game of Retribution (Hades Saga, #2)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“Oh, darling. You don’t need to extract an oath. Nothing will keep me from fucking you.”

“Darling,” he said, his voice low and fierce. “I would burn this world for you.”

“You are my favorite flavor. I could drink from you all day.”

“Pray to me,” he continued. “Beg me to make you come.” “Hades. Please.” She could barely form words, but he could scarcely think. He felt her everywhere. “Please what?” he breathed. “Make me come,”

“You are my weakness, losing you is my greatest fear, and your love is my most treasured possession.”

“Get wet, Daddy Death,” Hermes said.

“Make no mistake, my lady, I would burn this world for you.”

There were no rules, Divine or otherwise, when it came to her. She was the exception.

“Let me be perfectly clear,” he said, leaning close as he spoke. “I do want to fuck you. More importantly, I love you—deeply, endlessly. If you walked away from me today,

would love you still. I will love you forever. That’s what Fate is, Persephone. Fuck threads and colors…and fuck your uncertainty.”

“You didn’t answer my question. Why is marriage important to you?” “I don’t know,” he admitted. “It became important to me when I met you.”

“I love you. Even if the Fates unraveled our destiny, I would find a way back to you.”

caught in her throat. “Persephone,” he said. “I would have chosen you a thousand times over, the Fates be damned. Please…become my wife, rule beside me, let me love you forever.”