“What about your oh so secret reason for being here?” I demanded, irritated.
“It’s not relevant yet. I did try to sleep through all of this,” he reminded me. “Now I’m awake. I might as well do something productive.”
“And annoying me was it?”
He grinned, which very much meant yes. “You’re pissed.”
“You think?” I sneered. “We got our asses handed on Thursday—both of us. Allyoucould do was run. Zeus is changing mortals and sups alike into creatures as strong as gods, preparing something that’s definitely not good for us. The last time he was here, he tried to kill me, Kleos,everyone.” My voice rose higher as I spoke. “You can’t help us because you don’t want your precious Hestia to get hurt. So I have to go on a stupid hunt to reclaim my power because my brother’s an idiot. Of course I’m pissed.”
“That’s a long list.” He whistled. “Wanna fuck about it?”
I gaped at him, dumbfounded. “What?”
Cas’s lips curled up. “All that tension you don’t know what to do with—I could help you release it. Or you can keep reading if that’s taking the edge off.”
“Fuck,” I echoed dumbly,as though I’d never heard the word before.
“Yes, Silver.” His low, teasing voice untangled something deep inside me. “I think you’d benefit from a good fuck.”
I found the notion rather insulting. “What make you think I’m not getting fucked?”I retorted primly.
“The fact that you’re so uptight. If you are regularly getting bent over and taken, your partners are clearly not getting the job done. Might as well try someone who can.”
“And by that you mean you,” I snarled, annoyed mostly because he had a point.
I liked sex, but the simple truth was that men—and women—couldn’t truly satisfy me. I had to be careful not to break their bones, treating them like porcelain dolls, and they, in return, could screw me as hard as they were capable of without affecting me. Even Gideon, who could take more than most, had ended up bruised and battered after one night with me while I barely felt his cock.
My fight with Cas made it clear that there would be no such issue with him, yet admitting it might just kill me.
When Cas stood up with a sigh, clearly deciding that continuing the argument was pointless, I was annoyed with both him and myself. I should have said yes, damn my pride.
But instead of heading out like I thought he would, Cas prowled towards me. I’d like to pretend I didn’t shiver as he bent and caged me in on my seat.
“I see a demonstration’s in order.”
29
CAS
Skittish, with the look of a beast about to bolt, Silver stared at me with widening eyes as I went to my knees, gently spreading her thighs apart.
I moved slow, giving her plenty of time to tell me to fuck off.
She didn’t.
“You remember your signals, don’t you, doll?” I checked.
She nodded once, slightly, reluctantly, like she’d much rather not react at all.
“Good girl. Now, I feast.”
I dragged her hips close to the edge of her seat and lowered her pants past her hips, her arse, until they reached her knees. Good enough. Lifting them up, I looped them around my shoulders and pressed my mouth to her center.
She whimpered as I started to work, my tongue seeking her clit first, and flicking it, left, right, left, right. She hissed, her muscles tightening, and I rewarded her by sucking at the sensitive nub. This earned me the first moan, though given reluctantly. Not the last.
Next I explored her folds, up and down, changing the rhythm I set by seeking the clit again, sucking, nipping, flicking relentlessly.
I could tell she couldn’t help herself, instinctively seeking my shoulders, clinging to them as I devoured her.
