Daughter of the Dark: Brotherhood of Death

5

"Fuck, ungh," I watched the head of someone unknown diving between my legs.

He sucked gently on my clit and then just as quickly swirled his tongue around. He looked up at me a grin twisting into place. He was enjoying himself and I found myself pushing his head back down.

I never wanted him to stop, but of course he did.

I whimpered, "No."

Was I pouting? Everything seemed hazy here. Where was here?

As if reading my mind the man spoke, dressing himself in the process. "Youre in a dream."

"Huh?"

He spoke again. "Until I come in you, I cant open a portal to your world."

I nodded. "Ah yes those pesky portals."

"Cassandra, i've bern rude. Watching you your whole life but never once saying who I was."

I frowned. "I need to wake up. This is to fucking..."

"Ades, lord of...."

I didn't hear a word of what he was saying. I'd began trying to pinch myself the hell awake. It wasn't working.

He came over and grabbed both wrist. "Cassandra...I am Hades, God of Death and Darkness....you can not leave this dream until I command it."

I huffed. If I was to believe this shit, that I was trapped in a dream with a hot hod, did he not realize he was holding a black girl against her will. That I was going to stress him the fuck out, that was what my mouth did.

"Okay so first off..." my eyes narrowed and I think he might have in that moment knew he'd fucked up.