My eyes bounce between the two of them, the tension radiating off them is palpable. I take a steadying breath, before I ask the question that’s haunted me my entire life, “Why did you leave me?”
He scratches at his jaw. “We can only be away from our realm for a certain period of time. I couldn’t stay in the mortal world with you and your mother. Things were happening down here that needed my attention.”
“But you never came back. I only ever heard from you on the phone, and it was always sporadic.”
He nods his head. “And I regret that I couldn’t be there for you like I wanted.”
“Do you? Because how am I just finding out about who you really are?” I think back to the last few months on all the family secrets that have been kept from me. It feels like a betrayal.
“Your mother and I agreed that you would be brought up as normally as possible.”
“All that did, was cause an immense amount of confusion. First, I find out I have powers and come from a long line of witches. Then, I find out that my sperm donor of a dad is actually Hades. Any other surprises you would like to tell me about?”
Hades looks over to Persephone who waves her hand in the air. “You might as well.”
Anxiety churns in my gut, wondering what else they could drop on me. “What? Are you going to tell me I’m part mermaid? I have a cousin who’s a dragon?”
“Nothing like that. But you do have a sister.”
“A sister? Is… is she here?” I’ve always wondered if I had a sibling or two out there. Knowing my dad was off doing god knows what, I considered the possibility.
“No, actually. She’s…well, she’s at Kildale.”
Every thought flies from my head at this revelation. Who the hell is she?
CHAPTER11
Chapter Eleven
SKYE
SONG: TEAR YOU APART BY SHE WANTS REVENGE
Iwake in a tangle of limbs. Sloan’s leg is wrapped around my hips as his unshaven face is tucked into the crook of my neck, breath flittering over my skin. At least he brushed his teeth before he passed out, otherwise that morning breath would be smacking me right in the nose. My hand is splayed on his bare chest, feeling the soft tufts of neatly trimmed chest hair that trails down, disappearing beneath his black briefs.
Graham and Lukas are tucked against each other in the next bed. If I could reach my phone to snatch a picture of them right now without waking Sloan, I would. They’re nestled against each other, Lukas’ long tattooed fingers woven into Graham’s wavy hair. Graham’s hand holds tight to Lukas’ hip, while they sleep chest to chest. They look like they fell asleep in the middle of a conversation.
The house was completely trashed when we came back home at twilight. Chairs were flipped over, and streamers hung haphazardly from the ceiling. My toe hit a red solo cup upon entering the house, as we took in the mess. I groan thinking of everything we’ll need to clean up today, besides needing to track down the hellhounds, and getting in touch with Madame LeRoux.
I feel out of my depth and in need of answers. Now that I’ve had time to process the evening, I’m completely freaking out. My best friend, and several of our housemates were sucked into a freaking portal to hell and I was able to unleash a power that’s been buried inside of me this whole time.
I have no clue where that even came from. My whole life, I’ve felt painfully ordinary. Although, once the power ran through my veins it made me realize that missing part of myself was right here all along. Slumbering inside of me.
I feel Sloan’s body shift, as his hard shaft pushes against me. His eyes are still shut as his hips roll, shoving his length against my bare leg. His lips find their way to my ear, sucking it between his teeth. His large hand finds its way to my breast, tweaking my taunt nipple between his fingers and turning me into a puddle of desire as my eyes roll back into my head at the sensation. I let out a small moan as his hand works its way down my stomach and between my legs. He pushes his fingers underneath the waistband of my panties, and I open up for him. Letting him feel my desire. He drives me wild with how he touches me, how he knows just what my body wants.
“Mmf. Baby. I can’t believe I’m waking up next to you.” He whispers, sliding his finger into me. My walls clench around him as he rubs my clit with his thumb. I arch my back, granting him more access.
“Fuck, I love the way you feel. And you look so sexy with your hair all messed up like you’ve just been fucked.” My stomach flips hearing his gruff voice in my ear, touching me like he owns me.
“You’re not so bad yourself.”
“Not so bad?” He smirks, shoving two more fingers into me and making me gasp with how far he’s stretching me.
It’s crazy to think that not that many hours ago, we were all together in this same room before everything fell apart. I can’t think of that right now, I want a moment to forget so I lean into him. Palming his rock-hard cock in my hand, I hear a moan slip from his lips I can feel his pre-cum seeping into the fabric of his briefs. I tease his tip, squeezing. I look up into his eyes, feeling a hint of vulnerability pass between us. I can tell he needs this release, this distraction as much as I do.
“Skye, I need you right now.” His eyes shimmer with pure desire as he captures my lips in his. He removes his hand from my pussy, and yanks at my underwear, moving the fabric down my hips. I angle my body, helping him to take off the obstruction. He shrugs out of his as well, his cock springing free, hitting his soft stomach.
He turns me so my ass is facing his front as I lay on my side. He trails his fingers up over my barely healed tattoo, my wetness still coating his fingers. His tip sits right out of reach of where I desperately need him. I feel him glide through my wet center, teasing my entrance.
