The rules, she told Hades, were simple:
“No one can know about us if we are going to do this.” Kath eyed him with all the seriousness she could muster while he hovered above her, staring down into her very soul.
She was panting heavily, all the while marveling at his ability to take her breath away with a single look, as well as distract her from an incredibly important conversation. One she was resolute to have with him if she was going to satisfy her curiosities about what it would be like to spend a night with the Lord of the Underworld.
“No one, Hades,” she repeated.
To his credit, Hades only nodded before he lowered himself a little more to nuzzle her neck. Kath shuddered, heat pooling between her legs.
A low groan rattled Hades’ chest before he purred, “What else, little kitty
