Hades took the knife and sliced a generous piece of the cake, placing it on a porcelain plate. But instead of handing her a fork, he took one himself, scooping a bit of the soft cake onto it.
"Open your mouth," he whispered.
Before Lilith could think better of it, her lips parted, her heart thundering in her chest. Hades lifted the fork slowly, his gaze smoldering as he fed her the bite.
Rich, molten chocolate coated her tongue, but it wasn't the taste that made her knees w beaken. It was the way he watched her as she chewed… as though he wished to devour her whole.
Her breath stuttered. "I… I can feed myself."
A dark chuckle rumbled in his throat. "But I much prefer this." Lilith's cheeks flamed.
"Is it good?" he asked, eyes lingering on her mouth.
She swallowed thickly. "Very."
"Another," he murmured.
