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A Slave For The Devil EIGHTEEN
Her heart was beating too fast. She should move, she should get out and run back to her chambers, but her feet were somehow glued on the floor and she couldn't move a muscle.The sound of the woman's moans and Hades' labored breathing was what flooded her ears. Her eyes were glued to the part where the two were connected and for some reason, she couldn't take her eyes off of it. She forced herself to look away but her eyes went to Hades' face, contorted with pleasure.Holy--Whatever thoughts her mind was about to conjure, it was stopped when someone grabbed her arm harshly. The next thing she felt was her head hitting the wall as she was pushed a bit violently. When she looked in front of her, she saw Cerberus' looking at her. He was too near and she realized how small she was in front of him. And when she looked into his eyes, she could see them glowing in the dark. As in literally glowing in the dark. She doesn't know why they were glowing. It could be because of anger, it could be
A Slave For The Devil NINETEEN
Cerberus' hands were firm as they were holding her hands behind her. She was sandwiched between two solid walls and she couldn't possibly get out. Not when Hades was in front of her, holding her waist, and now placing small kisses on her throat as if taking his time. She bit her lips as her eyes were still covered. What else can she do at the moment? None. She should be terrified. These men are not normal people. They are not people. They could literally kill someone without having to lift their finger and yet here she is, sandwiched between them, strangely enjoying the feel of their hands on hers. What is happening to me? "What are you doing to me?" she said under labored breath. "What is happening?" Her voice was weak and she couldn't help but give in to the support between the two men as her knees continued to buckle. "You brought this to yourself," whispered Cerberus in her right ear. A small moan escaped her mouth once again as she felt Hades' teeth on her skin. And another
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY
She didn't know what to expect for breakfast but after what happened last night and this morning, she couldn't stop herself from getting flustered. What in the gates of the underworld happened? She must have gone crazy. She couldn't get it out of her head no matter how hard she tries to shake it off. But she couldn't change what has already happened. All she could do is try her best not to get too flustered about it and not let Hades and Cerberus do it to her again.Taking a deep breath, she started walking down the hall on her way to the dining area. When she arrived, she saw Hades and Cerberus already enjoying their meal. Noticing her presence, they both look in her direction and she almost wanted to run back to her chamber. Then again, why would she? What happened last night and this morning was because these men are assholes.She lifted her chin and walked toward the table before she sat. She didn't say anything and she could still feel their gazes on her as though wondering what
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY-ONE
"My, my. What a pretty little thing," said a voice behind her. Zeus' voice was like a dangerous caress. It was smooth and soft, like a feather down her skin but she has to be wary as it could turn into a knife any second.His fingers wrapped around her neck and his other arm snaked around her waist, ensuring she doesn't get away.Her heart thundered and her mind was clouded but she could see Hades and Cerberus in front of them. Hades' face was bland of any emotion but Cerberus didn't bother to hide his disdain."Are you perhaps scared, brother?" said Hades and the calmness in his voice did not match the thundering of her heart."She's a mortal. Is it really alright for you to go around and choke mortals?"Zeus' hand tightened around her throat and she gasped. She was terrified and she had the feeling Zeus won't hesitate to snap her throat if he wants to. She hates how she's so powerless everywhere she goes.She could feel his breath on the side of her cheek."Oh, it is alright for me.
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY-TWO
“Then prepare yourself,” she heard him say and she had just stopped breathing. She isn’t sure what was going to happen next but she knew what she asked for. She’s just not certain if Hades was going to give it.But she jolted on the bed when she felt his lips on her skin, at the base of her neck. He planted a dangerously gentle kiss there and then his mouth traveled up to the length of her neck and to her earlobe.A whimper came out of her mouth and but she clamped her lips as immediately as she could. Hades’ hand have become daring. It was exploring the length of her legs first and then going closer in between her legs but not daring to go in at all. It was frustrating and she hates that she felt frustrated.“I…I can’t,” she muttered and Hades stilled above her. His mouth stopped nipping at her earlobe and his hand stopped on her thigh just above her knee.“My lord, please—“ A gasp cut her from talking more when she felt him kiss again. This time, his lips went from her ears to her j
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY-THREE
The next day, she didn't want to get out of her chamber. Not after what happened. Not after giving in to that forbidden pleasure.After what happened, a surge of regret washed over her and she slapped herself several times for letting him do it. For telling to do it.And what's worse, someone was there. Someone else was watching. She can't go out of her chamber now without getting embarrassed at what she did and what happened.The door to her chamber opened and she nearly jumped on her bed. She was expecting it would either be Hades or Cerberus and she prayed it was not them. When she looked at the door, relief flooded her system as it was Henrietta.She went walking straight to her table to place some dresses there. She has no idea where those dresses came from but she decided to stop wondering about everything in this...sinful place.Guinevere remained seated on her bed as Henrietta organized the dresses in the closet."Were you once a potential to break the curse too?" she asked ou
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY-FOUR
The chamber was cold. Of perhaps she was just nervous. She lost the ability to determine. The clothes that were brought in by Henrietta the other day were the usual thing: It left almost nothing for the imagination. There was no window in her chamber but the room's brightness changed according to the time of the day. She was still not very acquainted with the underworld but so far, she knew there was a certain place that looked peaceful. And then the rest of the underworld is the gloomy castle and the gloomy environment around it. What was she expecting? She swallowed hard as her hand found the thin fabric of her dress and straightened it. She lost count of how many times she had reprimanded herself for making that offer. It was stupid and reckless and dangerous. Making a deal with the god of the underworld is not something that's advisable. Her parents' deal with Hades was what literally got her into this situation. But what can she do? She was what they call the potential curse b
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY-FIVE
Hades looked at her in wonder, as if he couldn't believe she said it. She couldn't believe it either. But then ever so slowly, his hand went to hold hers. He formed it in a way that would let her hold his girth. And when her palm touched his flesh, she let out a gasp at the same time he let out a soft moan. Hades moaned just with her touch. And it was what encouraged her to do more. To see more and to hear more of the evidence of his pleasure. Her hands have become brazen and she let herself feel more of him. He was hard. Rock hard. "That's it, Guinevere," Hades rasped, and all her logical inhibitions were out the window and what was left was her lust. Her desire. She's letting herself be devoured by it. Hades was looking at her hand around his length. With his hand still holding hers, he started moving it up and down. The feel of him was warm against her palms. She doesn't understand how she was feeling. She was scared, overwhelmed, excited--all of it comes down to her liking it
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