“Why are you sitting?” Ivy sounded perplexed, and Persephone laughed despite Hades’s cock filling her mouth. His reaction was immediate. He twined one of his hands into her hair. “I’m working,” he said. “There’s nothing on your desk,” Ivy said. “It’s…coming,” he said, his fingers digging into her scalp. “Right, well, when you have a moment—” “Leave, Ivy. Now.”
