Violet 

My mouth was stuffed full of Hades’ cock, it was so thick and heavy that my lips stretched painfully around him, but I didn’t stop, or pull away. He held my head exactly where he wanted it, one firm hand tangled in my hair, guiding every movement like my mouth existed solely for him to use. 

When he thrust forward, he didn’t hold back or ease into it; he drove himself deep into my throat with brutal thrust, and every rough thrust forced a moan out of me, muffled and desperate against the length filling my mouth.

He kept hitting the back of my throat, over and over, until...