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It was not as if they hadn’t discussed this before—well, not exactlythis. He’d explained his long life, so his varied sexual partners and experiences were to be expected, but perhaps he should have been more specific.

This was no way to learn about what he’d done, even if it was all in the past.

He was desperate to be beside her, to have his arm around her, to whisper in her ear how much he loved her and no one compared.

But as the game continued, things only got worse.

“Never have I ever…eaten food off someone’s naked body,” Ben said, and Hades had to drink.

“Never have I ever…had sex in the kitchen,” Helen said.

Another drink.

“Never have I ever had sex in public,” Sybil said.

Another drink.

Hadesneverthought he would say this, but he was getting tired of drinking. Each time he did, he felt Persephone’s energy change and morph into something dark and angry, and it recoiled from his own.

He didn’t like it.

“Never have I ever…had sex with a priestess,” said Hermes.

“That’s a lie,” said Hades.

“Is it?” Hermes asked, surprised, and then shrugged. “Hmm. Okay.”

Hades did not drink.

Helen continued the game, declaring, “Never have I ever faked an orgasm.”

Hades watched in relative horror as Persephone lifted her glass to her perfect lips and drank.

What a fucking lie.

He narrowed his eyes. He was the only person she had ever had sex with, and he knew he had never left her unsatisfied or wanting.

“If that is true,” he said, his gaze unwavering, burning into her. He hoped she could feel what he intended to do to her—how he would make her beg for release, how he would shatter her so thoroughly she would feel the aftereffects for days. “I will happily rectify the situation.”

“Oh,” Hermes hummed. “Someone’s getting fucked tonight.”

“Shut up, Hermes,” Persephone snapped.

“What?” he grumbled. “You’re just lucky he didn’t carry you away to the Underworld the moment you lifted that glass.”

He’d thought about it, but it was far more rewarding to fuck her here where everyone could hear her come.

She had no idea what she’d done.

“Let’s play another game,” Persephone said quickly.

“But I like this one. It was just gettinggood,” said Hermes. “Besides, you know Hades is just making a list of all the ways he wants to f—”

“Enough, Hermes!” Persephone snapped, her frustration boiling over.

She got to her feet and disappeared down the hallway.

Silence followed, and after a moment, Hermes looked up at him.