2\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cared noshing those fangs\u00a0<\/p>\n
Careful flashing those fangs\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had gotten myself too deep into something I was never supposed to. I could feel it. I was like a cornered mouse with no place to run.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou made a deal with me, Violet, even if you don\u2019t realize it. And I always collect what I\u2019m owed.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His words echoed inside my head, bouncing off every corner of my mind. I stood frozen, staring at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes never left me, studying every flicker of emotion on my face, surprise, fear, and shame.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The worst part, the part that made me want to slap myself, was the way my body responded. Part of me was scared, another part confused. But most of all, I was turned on. My lower body throbbed, aching with need.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard as a voice in the back of my mind screamed at me to snap out of it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This man is dangerous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So why the hell was I turned on right now?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was literally listening to this man tell me I owed him, like I was some kind of property, a toy he could cash in whenever he pleased. Bullshit. Absolute bullshit. I had never owed him anything. I made it a rule never to owe anyone, because debt was weakness. And if there was one person I refused to be indebted to, it was him. (1\u00a0<\/p>\n
I met his eyes. \u201cYou\u2019re mistaken about something, Hades. I don\u2019t owe you anything. I never made a deal with you.\u201d I hesitated, heat crawling up my face. \u201cNo, actually, forget that. Something doesn\u2019t even feel right. How do you even know about my dream?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment I said it, I wished the floor would split open and swallow me whole. Because with those words, I had just confirmed to him that he was right, I\u2019d had a wet dream about him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades\u2018 lips curved into a mocking grin, and it took everything in me not to wipe that smug expression off his face with a slap.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He tilted his head. \u201cTo answer your first question, you remember owing me a favor, right? Back at the hotel?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I frowned. \u201cWhat-?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThink carefully, princess. I\u2019m not the type to lie about debts. I take pride in my deals.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted to deny it, but the memories came rushing back, and my stomach dropped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Oh God.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The scene replayed in my head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
***\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s do this, you owe me a favor.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cA favor?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMhm. Don\u2019t worry, I\u2019ll collect it in due time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not ask now? This is the last time we\u2019ll see each other anyway.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll see.\u201d His hand extended toward me. \u201cSo what do you think? You\u2019ll owe me a favor, princess.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
***\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Conful foshing those fangs\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
I opened my mouth then closed it, and opened it again. Noting came out. No matter how I tried, the words wouldn\u2019t form. I was flabbergasted. This scoundrel, this impossible, smug bastard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Almost without thinking, my hand lifted and touched his chest. My fingers pressed against hard muscle, and for one dizzying second I forgot what I wanted to say. I blinked heat shooting through me, before shaking myself back to track. \u201cH\u2013how is that fair?\u201d I finally stammered. \u201cI didn\u2019t even think about it. That deal doesn\u2019t count!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades chuckled. \u201cFair?\u201d His lips curved, amusement flickering in his eyes. \u201cI never said I was fair, princess. Do you know why people fear me? Because I give them their greatest desire. I promise them the world, I hand them pleasure so sweet they think they\u2019ve won, and then I stab them in the back. They are always on the losing end of my deals.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stared at that smug face that didn\u2019t carry even a flicker of shame for admitting it. My blood boiled, my hands clenched, but I forced myself to breathe, and keep my composure. I wasn\u2019t going to let him win so easily.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen answer the second question,\u201d I said. \u201cHow do you know my dream? There\u2019s no way you could have heard it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His smile deepened as he placed one hand flat against the wall beside my head, caging me in. He leaned closer that I forgot how to breathe. His lips brushed near mine as he whispered, \u201cIsn\u2019t it obvious? You\u2019re easy to read, Violet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped. Easy to read? No. No, this was more than that. He knew something I had never told a soul.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just who are you, Hades?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The thought rang in my head. I wanted to know. I needed to understand what kind of monster was standing before me, smiling like the predator he was. And the only way to find out was to play his game.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I slow\u00a0<\/p>\n
wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His brows lifted slightly, surprised, but I met his gaze with a raised eyebrow of my own. \u201cI owe you, right?\u201d said, my voice low, and daring. \u201cHow do you want me to repay the favor?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, he studied me like he could see straight through me. Then he chuckled again, and moved before I could blink.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a single motion, his hands gripped me. My legs lifted as he carried me effortlessly, pressing me hard against the wall. My thighs locked around his waist on instinct, my breath catching in my throat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt him pressing against me. Even half\u2013hard, he was still terrifyingly large, a reminder of just how massive this man really was.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cH\u2013Hades\u2026\u201d The moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His hand slid from the wall to my thigh, strong fingers gripping me, before they disappeared between my legs. I trembled as he shifted my panties aside, his eyes locked on mine the entire time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLittle fox,\u201d he drawled, \u201ccareful flashing those fangs, you might find yourself in a wolf\u2019s jaws.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I opened my mouth to demand what the hell he meant, but he words died on my tongue. In the next instant, with one merciless thrust, his thick finger pushed inside me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My head slammed back against the wall. \u201cOh\u2013oh my god!\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
My cock has to be inside you\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
My cock has to be inside you\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hated to admit it, but God, I\u2019d missed this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I missed this feeling of pleasure he gave me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It had been weeks since that night, weeks since Hades had touched me, and still I hadn\u2019t been able to forget. One night, and it was as if he had engraved himself into my skin branding me, marking me as his.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tried to convince myself that it had been a mistake. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn\u2019t erase him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted him again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted his fingers buried inside me, his cock pounding into me with no mercy, and no regard for anything except dragging me over the edge until I came. I didn\u2019t know what was wrong with me, but all I knew was that no other man could compare.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only Hades could bring this out the hunger, madness, and the desperate, filthy urge to be wrecked by him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And now, here I was, right back where I swore I wouldn\u2019t be\u00a0<\/p>\n
His finger slid inside me, and my walls tightened instantly, clenching around him as if they knew what they wanted and refused to let go. My breath hitched, my body jolting with pleasure.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh my God-\u201d I gasped, my voice breaking as my arms instinctively tightened around his neck, my legs locking harder around his waist. My nails dug into the hard muscle of his shoulders, steadying me, because my knees would\u2019ve buckled otherwise.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This is wrong, the voice in my head screamed. Absolutely fucking wrong. You could get caught. You don\u2019t do things like this, Violet, you\u2019re not the type of girl who has sex in a bathroom, for God\u2019s sake-\u00a0<\/p>\n
He leaned in, his mouth so close I felt his hot breath brush my lips. His dark eyes glinted with satisfaction as he\u00a0<\/p>\n
tilted his head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLook at you, princess,\u201d Hades whispered. \u201cSo eager for me, dripping wet. You\u2019re usually so tight, yet my hand just slid right in.\u201d He pushed deeper, curling his fingers until my back arched helplessly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I bit down on my lip so hard it almost hurt, muffling the sound that wanted to rip out of me. My face burned, heat crawling down my neck and chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He smirked, watching every twitch of my body. \u201cTell me, were you this wet when I touched you in front of everyone? Or is it the thought of me fucking you here, pressed against the bathroom wall, that makes you so desperate you\u2019re clenching on my hand like this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Shame and desire tangled together until I couldn\u2019t breathe. My heart hammered, my head screamed to push him away, but my traitorous body tightened even harder around his finger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fuck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAh,\u201d he murmured darkly, lips brushing against mine but never kissing, \u201cseems like it\u2019s both. You see, darling, this just proves it. You love what I\u2019m doing to you. Your mind might hate me, but your body\u2026\u201d He twisted his wrist and I almost collapsed with a choked moan. \u201cYour body is begging me to ruin it. To fuck it. To make you come until you can\u2019t think straight.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cH\u2013Hades\u2026\u201d I moaned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He chuckled, and before I could even gather myself, he slipped in a second finger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
My cock has to be inside you\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAhh!\u201d My head thudded back against the wall, a cry slipping free despite my effort to hold it in. My thighs. trembled against his hips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His teeth grazed my throat. \u201cIsn\u2019t that right, princess? Your mouth lies, but this,\u201d his fingers plunged deep, relentless, curling against that spot that made my vision blr, \u201cthis tells me the truth.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Oh, God. Why did he always have to do this? Why did he always have to ruin me with those filthy words, proving over and over again that he was right, that I did want it, even when I swore I didn\u2019t?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every thrust of his fingers inside me made my body arch until it felt unbearable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStop\u2026..\u201d I couldn\u2019t take it anymore. I couldn\u2019t let him win with his damn mouth. \u201cStop talking.\u201d My chest heaved as I leaned forward and crashed my lips against his, silencing him before he could speak another word.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, he paused. I had caught him off guard, but then, I felt the low rumble of his chuckle against my mouth, and his lips curved like he saw right through me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He kissed me back, tilting his head and pressing in until I had no choice but to yield. His teeth caught my bottom lip, forcing me to open for him. And then his tongue swept in, stealing the air from my lungs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My moan vibrated against his mouth the moment he withdrew his fingers, only to thrust them back in hard, filling me, stretching me, dragging another cry out of my throat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAh, Hades-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His mouth left mine only to trail down to my neck, kissing, nipping, biting, until sparks shot down my spine. Meanwhile, his fingers moved faster.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tilted my head back, giving him more space, my eyes fluttering shut as the rhythm of his hand drove me higher and higher. My fingers tangled in his damp hair, yanking without thought, my whole body tightening and trembling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fuck, I could feel it. I was right there, my body ached for release, every nerve begging to come.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My gaze snapped to his, pleading without words, and that was when he did it. His fingers curved, pressing into that spot inside me that sent lightning shooting through every vein.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My G\u2013spot.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cA\u2013aaah, fuck!\u201d I cried, my body jerking violently as I came around him, clenching, soaking his fingers while he thrust harder, dragging my orgasm out until I was nothing but a mess against the wall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When it was finally over, my body slumped forward, trembling. I was breathing hard, gasping like I\u2019d just run a marathon. I looked at the pleased smile tugging at his lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He slowly pulled his fingers out of me. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness, my body already missing it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t worry, princess. I\u2019ll replace it with something bigger,\u201d he said, \u201cbut first-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He lifted his fingers, glistening with me, to my lips. His tone dropped, low and commanding. \u201cSuck, like a good slut for Daddy,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blinked at him, wide\u2013eyed, like I hadn\u2019t heard right, but the curve of his mouth, the wicked glint in his eyes, told\u00a0<\/p>\n
me I hadn\u2019t misheard at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Filthy. It was so filthy. And yet, my stomach fluttered, my core clenched. I wanted to see that expression of satisfaction stretch wider across his face. I wanted him to look at me like he was pleased.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So I leaned forward, lips parting, and took his hand into my mouth. His fingers slid over my tongue, and I sucked, teasing both of us. I dragged my tongue over his fingers, swirling, and tasting myself on him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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