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His touch was intoxicating and she felt like she was about to burst. She squirmed underneath him as his fingers traced her skin—from her lips to her bare shoulder to the valley of her breasts.

"In what universe do you think that your plan is going to work?" he asked, his voice low. It was more like a seduction than an interrogation and she couldn't think straight. Anyone who's in her shoes won't be able to think straight, either.

"I...I just think it would be the only way—"

Her words were cut off by her moans when his lips replaced his fingers. They had gone beyond touching each other and she wanted that to happen badly now. It may sound crazy but she has embraced it all now. In the underworld, nobody can tell her it was wrong to be lusting over the devil himself.

His lips were light as a feather as they traced from just under her breast and then downward. Pleasure built up inside her because of anticipation.

"You think you can do that with Zeus?" he asked while he continued to trail kisses downward.

Everything happened so fast earlier. One moment, they were just casually talking in the dining and the next, Hades wisped them to his chamber and threw her on the bed. Before she could even ask what is going on, he was already on top of her, pinning her hands to the bed.

If it was the old her, she would have protested. She would have squirmed and denied everything. But now, she is embracing it wholeheartedly. She would have given in to it eventually. Hades could make her kneel without asking for it.

"Do you think you can outsmart my brother, Guinevere?" he asked once again and she couldn't form the words in her head. All she could think about was how his hands felt on her skin as they were running down the length of her arms and the feel of his lips just on top of her navel. She opened her eyes and looked down only to see Hades also looking up at her. The view was magnificent. It was sexy. And she couldn't believe she was capable of feeling things she didn't know she was capable of feeling before. Hades was only looking at her and it managed to almost send her to the edge.

"I will...I will try to extract information from him to tell me how to get to your mother." She gasped as his tongue ran across her stomach. She knew he was doing it on purpose. He knew it would make her squirm.

"And you think that is easy, hmm?" His hands left her arm and are now holding her waist. With a tug of his knees, he spread both her legs and she closed her eyes. Her skirt hiked up, exposing her legs. The hairs on her body stood with anticipation as she felt Hades' breath just inches away from her most sensitive part.

"I don't think it's easy—I just think it would be worth a shot—"

He sniffed her arousal and she arched her back. His mouth touched it briefly and it already sent thousands of shivers down her body.

"All those denials hid this side of you, Guinevere," he said. "All those things stopping you from showing this." He sniffed again and a moan escaped his mouth. It was her undoing. She couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't afford to be playing and teasing. She wants him and will do everything to make that happen. Consequences be damned.

She got up from the bed and used both her elbows for support. Hades did not bother to stop her as she took his face and leaned to kiss his mouth.

He welcomed her. His lips were warm against hers and before she could even get the chance to deepen the kiss, Hades beat her to it. He devoured her mouth like a hungry animal and she moaned against his mouth.

She didn't know where she got the courage or even the strength to push him down but she managed to do it. Now, she was sitting on top of him. She could feel his hard stomach and her body wanted more of it. So she started grinding herself on top of him. The lust in his eyes was undeniable and the sight encouraged him to do more.

Shifting down, she felt his hardness against her and he groaned which made her grind on it more and more.

"I don't know if I am going to be successful at it but at least I tried." She leaned and trailed kisses on his neck. "I promised I would."

Then she felt his hands on her waist. He grabbed it and before she knew it, she was already naked on top of him. The cool bite of air pricked her skin but it was nothing compared to the heat she was feeling at the same time.

Hades was clearly on to something but she refused to give him a chance. He may be the god of this world but right now, he's beneath her, anticipating what she was going to do next.

Her breasts were peaking and they were aching to be touched. But later, she thought. She will enjoy it later. For now, she needs to go down on him.

Shifting again, she slid down. Rubbing her folds on purpose on the fabric of his pants. It left a glistening wetness which made her let out a small giggle. He didn't seem to mind the mess she left on her trail. When she was sitting on his knee, she moaned as his kneecap hit her spot. Her hand went to touch the hardness under his pants and Hades let out a low grunt. She looked at him and realized he was looking down on her. The look in his eyes was very far from the kind of look he usually has.

She fumbled on his belt and he let her. When she managed to undo it, his length sprang free.

She had only seen it on his hands the last time and it looked massive. When she wrapped her hand around it, it looked even more massive. And hot. And pulsing.

Her eyes might have twinkled in fascination as she was staring at it. His hardness in her hand was enough to make her wetter.

She looked at Hades and found him smirking. His arm was under his head as he observed her.

"What do you want to do with it?" he asked and she gulped. What does she want to do with it? There were a lot of things that came to mind and all are equally arousing as the other.

But the feel of him on her palm—hot and hard—was something she would like to enjoy first.

So she moved her hand up and down, feeling the hardness. She looked at Hades and he was biting his lower lip as he was looking at her, at her hand that continued to do what needed to be done. Looking at Hades' reaction, she started grinding herself on his knee too.

“Fuck, Guinevere,” he muttered, breathless. Just the mere fact that she was able to make Hades breathless was enough to satisfy her. She became bolder and she leaned in before taking his head into her mouth. Clearly, Hades was not expecting it as she felt him jolt a bit, surprised at the sudden contact. It did not stop her from taking his full length inside his mouth until she felt its tip at the back of her throat.

His size is no joke and her mouth was full. But Hades tipped his head back and swallowed, her throat bobbing at the gesture. It made him look so much hotter.

Her throat constricted at his size and she pulled away. She looked down and saw how his length glistened because of her saliva and the evidence of his arousal. Her breathing was labored and her mind was clouded with desire.

Hades was still wearing his clothes with only his length out while she was completely naked sitting at the foot of the bed like a slave waiting for her master’s orders. And perhaps Hades knew what she was thinking—what she wants to happen.

He motioned his finger at her, signaling her to sit on his lap. She did not hesitate and immediately followed what he wanted her to do.

“Move, Guinevere,” he ordered. The order was so raw, so demanding that she couldn’t help but follow what he wants to happen. With her one hand, she held him in place of her entrance. Gasping at the feel of him, she looked into his eyes and she realized he was already looking at her.

When his length started to penetrate inside her, her eyes widened and her mouth hung open. His length was too stretching her too wide and the more she placed herself down and down, the more pleasurable it is.

And when she reached the hilt, another gasp came out of her mouth. Hades closed his eyes, biting his lip as she shifted slightly to adjust herself on top of him.

The next thing she heard was him cursing under his breath before he grabbed both her waist and started guiding her hips up and down whilst meeting her thrusts.

Moans escaped her mouth and she didn’t even bother to lower them down. She could have sworn the whole underworld would have heard of her moans but she couldn’t care less. She is liking every bit of what she was doing with Hades and she will scream if she wants to.

Hades’ got up from the bed and his hand snaked around her waist while they both meet halfway, thrusting relentlessly as though they couldn’t get enough. When his mouth found the peak of her breast, it was her undoing.

She shattered on top of her and Hades knew she didn’t want him to stop. He continued to thrust inside her, biting her nipple until he too, shattered underneath him, filling her inside.