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 groan came out of her when she felt him on her stomach--the evidence of his arousal.

Hades is aroused and as much as she doesn't want to think that it was because of her, she couldn't help it. The fact that Hades was turned on made her want to turn him on even more.

Her dignity has left her body. There is nothing left for her--no reservations. At that moment, she felt so willing to let them do whatever they wanted to do with her. Her inhibitions were out of the window.

But Hades pulled away and Cerberus removed his hand from her eyes. She felt like she was drunk from what they made her feel. She looked at Hades with sleepy eyes and he plastered a satisfied grin on his face. If it wasn't for Cerberus' hold on her, she would have been on the floor, weak and unsatisfied.

Hades tipped her chin up using his one finger. Her heart thundered at the sight of him. An angel. A darkness incarnate. Someone who could command armies or kill people and he would still look glorious while doing so. At that moment, she sees him as the one who saved her from those people who wanted to abuse her in prison. At that moment, she could see him as that powerful man who could make her different kinds of emotions--fear, lust, admiration.

"Next time, I wouldn't be so merciful. I will take you right here and then and make the whole underworld watch. I would take my time and you, my dear Guinevere, will love every second of it. No matter how much you deny it, I know your desires better than yourself."

She fought to keep standing upright as he looked at him. "Why?"

"Because I can and you want it too. We may not fall in love with each other but there is nothing that could stop us from giving in to our carnal desires. And besides, you're here to serve me, remember?"

Serve him. How could she forget? She was traded off by her parents so she could serve Hades in the underworld when she comes to the right age. She was to serve him in all ways he want. She doesn't know what should she feel about it but thinking about it, as embarrassing as it is for her, was something she doesn't dislike completely. The feeling she felt earlier felt good and she doesn't want to admit it fully to herself but Hades and Cerberus are right. She liked it.

Hades grinned showing fanged teeth. The same teeth that grazed her skin a few seconds ago. She clenched her legs and the movement did not escape Hades' eyes. She also heard Cerberus chuckling behind her.

"Get yourself ready the next time," Hades said and in an instant, she was in her chamber. She sat on the floor as her knees were still weak and her heart was pounding so loudly in her chest. She turned to look at the mirror and gasped when she saw something on her neck.

Hades' mark. He had marked her just like she imagined as Cerberus closed her eyes earlier.

Her cheeks reddened at the sight and let herself lay on the floor and let her hands finish what Hades didn't continue. She could have sworn she could hear his dark laugh on the four walls of her chamber.

***

The next morning, she woke up pretty nicely. No one barged into her room unannounced and she was able to sleep in for as long as she could. The moment she got out of the bed though, the door opened and Cerberus came in.

Instantly, memories from last night came flooding into her head and her cheeks flushed. Cerberus saw it and raised his brows. Whatever was on his mind, he did not bother to say it. She was thankful for it too. What happened last night was something that shouldn't have happened. How could she feel lustful towards her captor? Is she out of her mind?

She swallowed hard. "Your teleporting skills ran out today?" she said as casually as she could. Cerberus tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes as he looked at her.

"Someone had a nice sleep," he said and a knowing smile curved his mouth. Her cheeks flushed even more. He had been there. He was there, holding her in place as Hades took his time teasing her. She couldn't help but wonder what relationship Cerberus and Hades have. Based on what he heard, Cerberus is Hades' loyal servant and the guardian of the gates of the underworld.

"It's not going to happen again," she said and some part of her from last night screamed at her declaration. She liked it but it was wrong.

A scoff came out of Cerberus' mouth. "You don't really get to make that choice, darling. And besides, you liked it. Why are you refusing yourself for something you like?"

She blinked. "Because it's--"

"Wrong?" A chuckle. "Guinevere, you may have forgotten that this is the underworld and everything you do here doesn't matter. This place is built for the wrongdoers."

She was silent for a moment. She knows it doesn't matter. She's not in the human world anymore. But she still has respect for herself--

She wasn't able to finish her thoughts when suddenly, Cerberus' pushed her into the bed. A yelp came out of her mouth and before she could even get back up, the man was on top of her, bracing his arms on both sides of her head, trapping her there.

"What are you doing?" she asked and she couldn't hide the nervousness in her voice.

"Showing you what I mean," he answered.

"I already get it--"

"Do you, Guinevere?" He leaned in close and she could feel his warm breath on her neck. She clamped her lips and close her eyes as she felt his mouth hovering over her skin. "Do you really understand?"

She wanted to tell him to get off but she let him stay there. His finger traced the length of her arm until it reached her wrist. He grabbed it and pinned it on top of her head.

"You keep denying yourself but in truth, you're liking it," he continued to whisper and his lips were barely touching her neck. "Just give in to it. Give in to the temptation. No one's going to know."

Then she felt it. The warmth of his mouth on the base of her neck. A gasp came out of her and it perhaps encouraged him to do more.

"Cerberus," she called his name and he pulled away.

"You should see your face right now," he said and she turned to look away. But his hand grabbed her chin and made her look at him. "It's hard to believe you don't like it when your face is saying otherwise."

Then his hand went down to trace the front of her body and she flinched when his palm passed her chest. But his hand did not linger. It continued down, down, and down until it reached one of her exposed legs. His hand traced her skin and she arched her back at the sensation. She's experienced other male touches before but no one ever made her feel like how Hades and Cerberus made her feel. It was forbidden. It should be forbidden. But she finds herself wanting more of it.

Her gasps filled the room as Cerberus continued to make lazy strokes on her legs. His eyes glinted with desire as he watched her expression--biting her lip, closing her eyes, and furrowing her brows. She wanted more but she wouldn't say it. She will never say it.

And then his hand got bolder. It got inside her skirt and her hand went to touch his chest in the hopes of stopping him. "Cerberus--"

"I can smell your arousal, Guinevere." His voice dropped lower and her hair rose. "I am certain Hades can feel how you feel now too."

The thought of Hades sensing her made her even more turned on. She closed her eyes and cursed herself for giving in. But then she felt the cold wind hugging her body. When she opened her eyes, Cerberus was not on top of her anymore. He was standing by the door, fixing the cuffs of his suit as if nothing happened. She got up from the bed and looked at her.

"Breakfast is in thirty. Prepare yourself." A wicked grin curved his lips and that was the last thing she saw before he turned to walk out of her chamber.

*Asshole.*