Grabbing his shoulders.
Pushing his shirt off so I can explore his muscular back.
All while wrapping my legs around his hips and pressing up into him. When he spins us, I yelp and suddenly find myself straddling him. Which is when he takes the gold silk gathered around my waist and pulls it up over my head.
“Fucking stunning,” he says, his gaze roaming over my naked form. “Now free my cock, Sera. I want to show you what my tattoos can do.”
Chapter 24
Maliki
This was notmy intention when I entered the maze. I wanted to check on Sera, ensure she was safe, and ask her if she needed anything.
But the damn lingerie-like gown Hades had put on her changed my mind the moment I laid eyes on her.
The fact that she was obviously already turned on—Thank you, Morpheus—only heated me up more. And the next thing I knew, I was carrying her to the bedroom.
Having her naked and astride my lap right now does not have me regretting my choices.
Hades might kill me, as we haven’t exactly defined any rules here.
Oh well. It’ll be a worthy death.
A decision that becomes evident as Sera reaches for my belt.
Her lust-filled gaze meets mine, and I know she’s letting her instincts guide her. I’m prepared to help her along where needed, but we’ll go at her pace.
This is just an introduction, a way to make her comfortable before I defile her innocence and teach her all the ways she can experience pleasure.
She’s not ready for that yet.
However, I think she will be soon. Especially with the eagerness she’s portraying now as she unfastens the button of my pants. She’s only barely undone my belt, too. My girl isn’t taking her time. She’s eager.
Which makes me wonder what Morpheus showed her in her dreams.
If he taught her this, then, once again…Thank you, Morpheus.
The zipper is next, the sound a reverberation that sends my tattoos writhing along my arms and down my torso.
Sera pauses, obviously noticing the movement, and watches as some of my smokelike bands disappear beneath her fingertips.
Her eyes slowly lift to mine, causing my lips to curl. “Curious, trouble?” I ask her as I tuck my hands behind my head.
“Yes,” she admits.
“Then finish your job,” I tell her. “Free my cock.”
Because I’m not doing this for her.
This is all about learning one another, our preferences, our tastes,our needs.
She’s going to explore me just like I’ve explored her.
Her pupils dilate, and her tongue comes out to sweep across her lower lip.
Then she shifts back onto my thighs and tugs on the zipper.
I’m about to tell her to slip her hand inside my boxers, but she moves off of me entirely to drag my pants down my legs.
