A Touch of Malice (Hades X Persephone #3)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“Just one,” he said, kissing her jaw,

“Never have I ever,” he said, trailing the back of the spoon across her chest. The batter was cold, and she shivered. “Hades—” “Shh,” he said, smirking, and traced the spoon over her lips. She started to lick the batter away. “Stop.” She froze, his eyes heated. “That’s for me.”

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“Never have I ever wanted anyone but you.”

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“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.”

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“And now?” she breathed. Hades chuckled. “Now I ache to fill you.”

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His tongue touched her chest as he licked away the batter on her skin, and his hands came to rest on her breasts, fingers teasing her nipples through her nightdress.

“Never,” he breathed as a finger curled inside her. Hades’s arm kept her head from falling back, their eyes held as he begged. “Tell me.”

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“I’d have had you from the beginning,” Hades said, his tone low, grating, sensual. “But the Fates are cruel.”

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“No, you are pleasure. My pleasure.” He kissed her mouth again as his fingers continued to work

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Hades pressed his palm to her chest and guided her onto her back. He stared down at her as he spoke. “It is you now, you forever.” As he bent, coaxing her legs wide, tongue tasting her swollen center,

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There was something dark in his gaze and it was erotic and violent,

“When I’m finished, the next time we play that damned game, you’ll walk away so drunk, I’ll have to carry you home.”

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He laughed. “Technically, it’s morning.” “I have to go to work soon.” “Pity,” he said and spun her around, and with his hand on her neck, he pushed her forward until her face touched the granite countertop. He kicked her legs apart and entered her from behind, sinking deep. The hand that had grasped her neck moved to her mouth and he parted her lips. She sucked on his fingers, tasting the metallic of her come on his skin.

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her back met his chest. “I haven’t forgotten your earlier claim.” His voice was gravelly against her ear.

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“I know,” he said, and his teeth grazed her shoulder. “And I intend to discourage such lies. I will fuck you to the point that you are desperate for release—over and over again so that when you finally do come, you won’t even remember your name.”

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Hades smirked. “If it means hearing you beg for me, darling—yes.”

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he pressed her into the wall, thrusting harder, faster. She watched his face, eyes wild and unfocused,

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“I love you,” he said. “I have only ever loved you.”

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“Do you?” he questioned her through his teeth,

“I know,” she repeated. “I love you. I just want everything. I want more. I want all of you.” “You have it,” he promised and kissed her again, their bodies slick and sticky.

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His hands moved, one pressed against the wall behind her, the other clenching her ass so tight, she knew it would bruise.

suddenly, he tore away with a curse, teeth grazing her lips.

“As I heal, I can view memories. I should be able to tap into her injuries and discover how she received them…and from who.”

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“Helios is an asshole,” Aphrodite spat. “He feels he owes us nothing because he fought for us during the Titanomachy. I’d rather fuck his cows than ask for his assistance. No, he would not give me what I want.”

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He let out a breath and secured his hand behind her neck, pressing their foreheads together. “If anything happened to you—”

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“Because there is rage inside my body, and to indulge in you…well, I am not certain what kind of release I would find.”

“Please,” she chanted. “Please, please, please.” “Please what?” he asked. Her answer was guttural cry of release.

Hades sat back on his heels before her, stroking himself. “Can you handle me?” he asked.

“I never thought I’d thank the Fates for anything they gave me, but you—you were worth all of it.” “All of what?” “The suffering.”

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His thumb lingered on her mouth, and Persephone drew it between her lips, sucking hard. Hades inhaled, nostrils flaring, and his other hand tangled into her hair at the base of her neck.

“Why are you holding back?” she whispered. “Oh, darling, if you only knew.”

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“I’m trying to assess how long it will take me to undress you.”

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“Isn’t that why you stepped out of the room?” she asked. The corner of his mouth lifted. “I’m merely planning ahead.”

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“Yes,” he said. “You are to be queen of my realm and empire. It’s only fitting that this foundation begins to benefit your passions as well.”

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“Selfishly, I will be glad to have you close.” “You rarely work here,” Persephone pointed out. “As of today, this is my favorite office.”

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She tried not to smile, narrowing her eyes upon the god, her future husband. “Lord Hades, I must inform you that I am here to work.” “Of course,” he said. “But you will need breaks and lunch, and I look forward to filling that time.” “Isn’t the point of a break not to do anything?” “I didn’t say I’d make you work.”

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“There you are, sugar dumplin’!” Persephone whirled to find the God of the Sun striding toward them.

“Apollo,” she gritted out as he took hold of her arm. “Don’t like that one, either, huh?” he asked. “We talked about nicknames.” “I know but I thought you might…warm to it.” She glared and Apollo sighed. “Fine. Let’s go, Seph!”

“I do not answer to you, woman.” For the briefest second, Persephone saw fury flash in Apollo’s eyes. “This woman is Hades’s betrothed, the future Queen of the Underworld. Kneel before her or face my wrath.”

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The man’s eyes widened before he dropped to his knee, followed by his opponent and the deaf man, her new friend. When she looked at the God of the Sun, he was smiling. “See what your title does to men, Persephone?” She sighed. “I should have left this bargain when I had the chance.”

After a moment, he started to make what sounded like hissing sounds. “I’m…s-s—” Persephone slowed as Apollo struggled beside her. He tried again. “I’m sor—” His mouth quivered, as if the words made him want to vomit. “I’m sorry,” he finally managed, shuddering. “Is your brain hemorrhaging?” Persephone asked. “This might surprise you, but apologizing isn’t my thing,” Apollo said, glaring. “I am astonished. I would have never guessed.”

“Can we please agree that you will not teleport my entire being without permission?” “Does Hades need permission?” Again, she glared. “How else am I supposed to summon you?” “Like normal people do.” “I am not people.” “Apollo—” They’d been together for seconds and she had already warned him twice. “Fine,” he sighed, folding his arms over his chest as he pursed his lips.

“No, that is my hero’s opponent, Ajax. My hero is Hector, He Who Holds Everything Together.”

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“No, that is my hero’s opponent, Ajax. My hero is Hector, He Who Holds Everything Together.”

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“Delos,” he said. “He is a decorated hero but arrogant. It will be the death of him.” “And yet you give him your favor?” “Delos is where my mother took refuge to give birth to me and Artemis,” he said. “Those are my people, and he protected them. I owe him favor.”

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Ajax,

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“I thought Hector was your hero,” Persephone said. “He is.” “Then why are you staring at Ajax?” A muscle feathered in Apollo’s jaw. “It would be foolish of me not to watch my hero’s opponent.” “When he’s undressing?” she asked, raising a brow. Apollo sneered. “I don’t like you.” She cackled,

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“Are you asking or telling?” Persephone said. “Asking,” Apollo replied. “Unless you say no.” “And here I thought you were changing,” she replied mildly. “Baby steps, sugar tits.” “If Hades manifests to kill you, I’m not intervening.” “What? It’s not like I know what they taste like from experience!” “The simple fact that we are having this conversation is enough to send Hades into a rage.” “Maybe you should tell him toxic masculinity isn’t attractive.”

Apollo pouted and folded his arms over his chest. “I’m just having fun.” “I thought we were having fun!” The God of the Sun brightened. “You were having fun?” She sighed loudly. “You make me regret keeping up my end of this bargain.” He grinned. “Lesson number two, Sephy. When a god gives you an out, take it.”

“These stones—tourmaline and dioptase—give off a unique energy, your energy. As long as you wear this, I can find you anywhere.” Persephone wasn’t surprised by that ability; Hades was the God of Precious Metals.

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