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against hers and it made her ache.
    “You’re very different from me.”
    “I am.” His voice had a raspy quality to it, as if he were struggling to keep control.
    Interesting.
    Her fingers trailed down his chest, trying to get a feel for the muscles through his clothing.
    She’d seen them last night, seen how flat and fascinating his abdomen was. How it had rippled with muscle as he’d moved.
    Her hand strayed lower, almost moving between them, to where his enormous erection
    cradled against her sex. She wasn’t looking at him—wouldn’t look him in the eye—but she was curious if he’d remain calm beneath her if she touched him there.
    And if she was honest with herself, she really, really wanted to touch him and explore what his cock felt like.
    So she did. It overflowed her hand. She wrapped her fingers around the girth, trying to determine how big it was. Underneath her, his breathing was harsh, but he said nothing. He didn’t move, either.
    She could explore him however she wanted, then. He wasn’t lying to her. For some reason, that made her like him very, very much. A smile curved Rose’s mouth and she gave him a shy look, meeting his gaze for the first time since she’d climbed onto him.
    The look in his eyes was intense. Hot need and possession were there, so fierce that it took her breath away and made her wet between her legs.
    She couldn’t help but ask. “Does it feel good when I touch you there?”
    His gaze fell to her mouth again, as if he wanted to kiss her fiercely. “More than anything.”
    Her hand caressed him through the thick fabric of his robes. “It felt good when I touched myself,” she told him with a shy voice. “I think you liked it, too.”
    “I did. There is an entire world of pleasure to explore if you stay with me.”
    For a moment, she wanted this quite fiercely. She reveled in these freedoms that he gave her.
    In the decadent nature he was showing her. In the hot intensity of his gaze. And though she was a captive in his world, she had more freedom with him than she did above ground, under
    Demeter’s thumb.
    But these were things she was not allowed to have. Not yet. She had to find that stupid flower for Muffin. And even if she wanted to stay with him… she couldn’t. The goddess of spring could not remain with the lord of the underworld. They were not compatible.
    But… he could show her things while she was here. They could have a little fun exploring each other.
    Rose leaned in, ever so slightly brushing her lips over his in the barest graze of a kiss. She trembled with anticipation, but he only parted his lips against hers, allowing her to lead.
    That was… disappointing, in a sense. Was he not going to kiss her back? Did people on this plane kiss differently? Was she doing it wrong? She didn’t know what to do.
    So she pressed another chaste kiss on his mouth and then sighed. “I have you at my mercy and I don’t know what to do with you.” She tilted her head, studying him. “It would be more fun if you would participate.”
    “I’m holding myself back for your sake.” His voice definitely sounded quite strained.
    She brushed her fingers over his lips and said softly, “Don’t hold back.”
    Arms wrapped around her waist suddenly. Lips crushed to hers and she almost gasped in surprise, except that his tongue stroked against her mouth. Startled at the sensation, Rose stiffened, only to feel his tongue against her lips again, as if trying to coax them apart. Her nipples tightened in response. and she wondered what would happen if she parted her lips for him.
    So she did.
    His tongue swept into her mouth, stroking deep in a motion that made her ache between her legs. Her pulse seemed to throb there and she moved her hips, feeling the oddest need to rock them.
    He groaned against her mouth, his lips on hers, and his tongue stroked against hers again.
    This time, when he stroked into her mouth, his hips rose on the chair, bucking up against the vee of