LOGINViolet He was fucking huge.I wrapped my hands around him, and even then, one hand couldn’t cover him. I had to use both. Just holding him made my stomach twist with a mix of fear and excitement I’d never felt before. Fear of how big he was, how much he could take me, and how much he would destroy me. Excited because I wanted it. Fuck, I wanted it so badly.Every time I thought about him entering me, a shiver ran through me, my heart hammering like it was trying to escape my chest.And the feel of him, every vein, every ridge under my fingers, the way he was already hard, already claiming me before he even touched me was intoxicating. He was still growing, stretching against my hands, and I could feel my own wetness pooling, my body responding before my brain could even process it.I swallowed hard, and I had to bite my lip to stop the moan that wanted to escape. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him now.A low, rough chuckle rumbled through his chest, vibrating against me, and I snap
Violet I sat there, breathless, my body trembling, lungs heaving as I tried to catch my breath. Fucking hell. It felt so much better than I ever imagined. I didn’t even know touching myself could feel this good. I swallowed hard, dragging my hair back from my face, and my eyes found him. Hades was still on his knees, his tongue tracing over me greedily, as if he were trying to lick me clean. A small whine slipped from me when I felt him slide against me again, and I couldn’t stop trembling. His hands settled possessively on my hips, holding them apart.He looked fucking perfect like that. On his knees for me like I was the only woman in the world he’d ever go down for, the only one worth worshiping, and worth tasting like this.When he finally pulled back, he didn’t say a word. I stared at him, my body still shivering, as he stood, lips glistening with my essence.I wrapped my arms around his neck, looking up at him, and he towered over me, one hand braced on my waist, the other br
HadesI shouldn’t be losing control.I really shouldn’t.And yet, here I am, losing control at the sight of her.The way she moved under my gaze was pure torture. Every slick, wet glide of her fingers against herself, every gasp and shiver, every broken little moan, pulled me in deeper. I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t think of anything else. My hardness throbbed as if it had a mind of its own, my hands twitching, desperate to close around her, drag her closer, claim her entirely“Ah, yes, oh God,” she whimpered, biting her lip as her fingers moved faster, slick sounds growing louder. Needy moans tumbled from her lips, and I felt my body coil tighter with every sound. Her hips jerked instinctively against her hand, pressing hard, chasing the friction that made her tremble and whine.I leaned back slightly, never breaking my gaze from her.“Faster,” I murmured. “Give me more. I want to watch you lose yourself for me, princess.”Her eyes flicked up at me, wide and burning with need, he
Hades I stared at her, transfixed. I had never seen anyone this breathtaking in my life. She wasn’t just beautiful, she was dangerous, cracking my restraint with every glance. Everything about her pulled me in, the way she feigned innocence while knowing damn well she’d wanted to be pinned against that table the moment I walked in; the way she controlled herself, as if she didn’t want to give in too quickly.To make it worse, her eyes were dark and heated, daring me, testing my limits without a single word. She perched on the table, spread open before me like an offering, her fingers hovering between her legs, silently inviting me to take her.Fuck. I was already at my limit. My body throbbed with need, my hands itched to claim her, my lips ached to taste her. I wanted her beneath me, above me, trembling and whimpering for my touch, wanted to feel her unravel the second I decided to take control. And yet, I didn’t move. Some things deserved to be watched before they were claimed.I
Violet This was really strange. So strange that I found myself wondering if the man sitting beside me was truly Hades Sinclair, or some very convincing impostor wearing his face.I kept stealing glances at him, trying to figure out if I was imagining things.Anyone else might have said I was overthinking it. But if they knew Hades the way I did, if they had ever been this close to him, they would understand why every nerve in my body was on edge right now.Hades never sat still. If I leaned too close, he would find an excuse to touch me. If my knee brushed his, his hand would follow. If I so much as breathed in his direction, he would turn it into something sinful and intimate. That was who he was. And yet, ever since we started eating, he hadn’t touched me once. Not a hand on my thigh, not fingers at my waist, not even that lazy, possessive lean he always used when he wanted to make a point. He was simply sitting there, eating like nothing was out of the ordinary.He was so calm th
Violet Hades killed our mother. The only woman who ever loved us.Roman’s words echoed in my mind for what felt like the hundredth time today.I froze.For just a second, the world around me faded as those words echoed in my head, over and over again. My gaze lifted on its own and found Hades. He was already looking at me, blue eyes soft with that familiar longing that always made my chest ache in a way I couldn’t quite explain.It wasn’t the look of a monster. It was the look of a man who wanted, who cared, who stayed by my side.I shoved Roman’s words to the back of my mind, forcing them down before they could take root.If I said I understood what was going on between him and his family, I would be lying. I didn’t know what had happened in the past to break the bond between the brothers, or how much of the truth I was missing. I knew Roman, he was honest, and he wouldn’t lie to me. And I knew Hades too. He wasn’t a saint, and he wasn’t innocent, but he wasn’t a monster either. At







