Mirrors and Moans!!…

*I will make him hard before I fuck him hard!!...*

**Proserpina's POV**
I watch him through the mirror as he watches every reflection of me like I am a thing to be devoured. He presses his body back into mine, his warmth soaking into my pores. He bents his mouth right at my ears and murmurs, "Just like the way I see you everywhere in these mirrors, I want the same thing in my life. I want to see you everywhere, in all my dreams and when I wake up, in my happiest time and the lowest phase, before I breath, after I breath and in between, in life, death and after that."
My breath hitched, and my heart missed a beat on his confession. Hades' these qualities always make me dream about our life together after we are out of this shit. I always think of a small hut near the forest's edge that we call home. Hades as a wood-cutter, returning home after a long day in the woods, and I would wait for him the whole day, cooking meals, running a bath for him, massaging his back, neck and arms muscles and then caressing his forehead and soft strands of hair and eyelashes to sleep. Eventhough the possibility of this life seemed out of the cards for now, every morsel inside my being has been waiting for these days. Highly anticipating.
With these thoughts, I bite my lip, rolling my lips between my teeth. He watches me closely, studying every movement like a predator before catching the prey. His mouth was nibbling at my earbones, his hands travelling across my flat belly. I tensed beneath his touch, goosebumps rising on my skin. His long fingers latch onto the zipper of my dress, slowly pulling it down, parting the material at a painful pace as it slips down the mounds of my 34B breasts. He has the strangest ability to suck the air from my lungs with a deadly stare on my cleavage as if I was hiding a weapon beneath my bra. He slowly pulls the dress down my arms and drops it down the floor.
"Someone could come in here," I whispered.
He ignored my words and grazed the curves of my cleavage with the pads of his fingers, making the goosebumps rise all along the way.
"Hades, I asked you something," I asked, stopping his advances. His eyes turned dark as if angry with being denied what was rightfully his.
"I will gorge out the eyeballs of those who would dare to enjoy the sight of your naked flesh. I would tear off the tongue of anyone drooling at the sight of your dripping pussy in my mouth. And I would slit the throat of anyone who enjoys watching your eyes roll to the back of your head when my cocks fill you."
His words held enough power to make me come. My pussy was pulsating into overdrive, and my panties dampened due to my arousal fluid. He watches me with a lust that can cause wildfire if the thirst is not contained.
His fingers drift up my spine, slow and deliberate like lava searing my flesh. "You are fucking beautiful," he murmurs in my ear. I watch him through the mirror, his eyes drifting down on the valley of my cleavage. His hands crawl up my back, clutching the hook of my bra. The band of my bra tightens, the material biting into my skin before it loses. The white lacy cups supporting my breasts fall and bare me completely. He looked at the mirror with a thirsty graze at the thousand images of my naked breasts from all angles. My dark pink nipples were painfully tight. When he saw my hardened peaks, his tongue drifted across his lower lip as if salivating.
"I love the taste of them," he muttered, grazing my naked boobs, but the effect shot straight to the apex of my thighs. He drifted his hands across my flat stomach and cupped my breasts. The pad of his thumb rubbed the pink skin of my areola and played with the tightness of my nipples. My panties were becoming more drenched with each passing second. He pinched my nipples nearly to the point of pain.
"I am going to fuck these soon," he promises before releasing them, watching them drop erotically and bounce back. He moved his hands to the waistband of my panties, hooking his thumb on either side and pulling them down. Now, I was left with not a single shred of cloth over my body, with my boobs, ass and pussy reflected in thousands of mirrors at different angles.
Well done, Proserpina, you are a tough competitor to erotica seductress and exotic femme fatale combined.
I swallowed, my heart racing as he looked at every angle of my nude state. He looked as if he couldn't decide which mirror to settle on. I was fighting the urge to cover myself as standing fully naked before him was getting on my nerves. Although he had seen me naked before, this was entirely else. I felt completely exposed, with every inch of my body on display. The mirrors amplified every corner of my body and grooves of my curves like thousands of microscopes focusing on me.
I took a deep breath to bring forth the courage to ask Hades. "You have to undress, too," I insisted. No way am I going to be the only one left exposed. If he sees me from all angles, I would also scan every inch of his body.
Finally, he came out from behind me and stood before me.
"If you really want to see me naked, little raven, then you're going to have to do it," he said. He looked at me surprised, as if from where I had found that courage. But he doesn't know that I never backed away from the challenge. I started undressing myself the same way as he did.
Slowly, gently and deliberating brushing my fingers against his tout skin.
His upper torso was already naked. My gaze fell on his scar, which runs from his lower jaw, down the neck, broad chest, the defined abs of his stomach, and finally disappearing beneath the waistband of his pants. The skin of the scar was raised and jagged, a stark pink against his tanned skin. When my fingertips touched his scar, he shivered and tensed beneath my touch, and the part of the denim between his thighs tented into a prominent bulge. I loved the way his body was reacting to my touch.
The mirrors allow me the full view of his beautiful body. He was packed to the brim with muscle but not too bulky, turning my knees to jelly. The thick veins roped from his neck down to his corded arms, and his massive hands were enough to get me fucking undone.
He's fucking phenomenal.
His eyes were blazing with intensity as he watched me explore every inch of his body. I lifted my hands and trailed my knuckles over his left cheek shadowed by two-day-old spikes of thick hair. Then I moved my knuckles towards his neck, collarbone and shoulders, tracing every square of his six abs. He was vibrating beneath my touch as I continued my torture towards the narrow V of his lower stomach, reaching the forbidden part of his male anatomy.
The way he was squirming under my touch, I felt so much power in my fingertips. With every inch of his skin revealed under the lenses of the thousands of mirrors, I grew shakier and wetter. His perfect body made him fuckingly handsome.
I banded my fingertips beneath the waistband of his pants and pulled them down in one go, as I believed that if I did it slowly, my crazed heartbeats would stop beating altogether. The moment his pants slid through the corded V of his torso, his hard cock jutted out like a juicy brinjal ready to be devoured. His penis always intimidates me like a giant serpent ready to bite me, no matter how many times I see it.
Once he was entirely naked, I took a big step back and looked around, ignoring my nakedness. I stare at him from every angle the mirrors provided. His marvellous cock jutted out in different positions and angles. Along with his cock, I also scanned his thick thighs, tight round ass and defined back. I fucking want to rub myself over every inch of his fucking body. This man can kill me by simply getting naked. If his single naked body was killing me, then trust me, the thousands of images of his nakedness were enough to get all my reflections into cardiac shock. He was more deadly and lethal than a nuclear bomb in his naked state.
"Like you what see?" he asked in a dark whisper, staring at me, observing his naked body like a sex-starved worm.
"Yes," I admitted. He smiled like a fucking devil as if proud of what his body could do to me.
"You should be," he said, stepping back, "Now, get on your knees. Let's sharpen your skill of cock sucking," he ordered in a sensual yet firm voice. I stood frozen in shock over his demand.
"Don't make me ask twice," he growled as his face turned dark. The arousal juices started dampening my inner thighs. I lowered slowly, but his impatience hit the limit as he held me by my hair and forced me down. I landed on my knees with his erect penis brushing against my cheek.
"You like to play with me. Now start the real game." he snarls, hitting his cock on my lips. "Open your mouth and suck it," he ordered.
Fuck! His cock would kill me before I could have a normal life with him.
I parted my lips as he forced the head of his penis straight to the back of my throat. I whimpered and gagged as he pushed his dick deeper. He was too thick and long for my small mouth. The more he forced his dick inside my mouth, the tears flooded my eyes. I gripped his thighs, pushing against him.
"This is what you wanted, right?" he growled. "Fucking suck it. Deeper!"
I suck hard, hallowing out my cheeks and swiping my tongue over the thick vein on the underside of his length. My vision darkened as he stroked his cock in and out of my mouth in quick motions. The faster he moves, the more his dick grows harder. With a quick jerk, he exploded inside my mouth, his cream brimming down my throat, with a few drops spilling out of the corner of my mouth, trailing down my neck and breast and hanging on the edge of my right nipple. He forced me on my foot. He took my mouth in an electrifying kiss, with our tongues invading each other's mouth for supremacy.
As our tongues fought for dominance, he gripped my waist and lay me on the floor effortlessly. In one swift tug, he spread my legs, exposing all the velvety folds of my clit. The images of my bare pussy send a shiver down my spine, instinctively curling my hips. He positioned the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy.
"Spread your pussy more," he orders. A red flush washed over my face as I spread myself apart. He takes on the drop of his semen from the edge of my nipple and spreads it over the fold of my clit. And then he tightens his grip on my ass. And without any warning, he stretched my hips further and impaled my pussy with his cock. I screamed in pain as his impossible length slid into the deep corners of my womanly bits. I'm sure he must have torn a muscle or two inside. He dug his dick deeper and deeper. My body was on the cusp of bursting. He pulls out to the tip and then slams his entire length inside of me, so deep, I swear the head of his dick will come out of my throat. It felt as if his penis is tearing me in half. He increased the speed of these strokes, inserting his cock at the torturous pace. Shock waves grip my entire body as he roughly slams his dick over and over in my pussy. The pleasure builds us, ready to burst any fucking second.
"Look at us in the mirrors," he demands. I opened my eyes and looked over the mirror. Each reflection stared at me like a sex goddess at the mercy of the lust prince. It was too much watching his ass clenching and relaxing with the thrusts. His balls jerk like a swing and hit the walls of my hips the moment his dick tears my body. He turns his head, and our eyes meet in one of the mirrors. His dark gaze was pinned on me from several directions. It felt like we were being watched having sex from thousands of eyes.
With the last earth-shattering jerk, he growled his pleasure, jerking off his juices inside my core.
"Oh my God," I moaned, jerking back and forth as the orgasm built in the pit of my stomach. My body shuddered violently from how hard he was fucking me. Like a devastating tsunami, I came hard on his dick. My body shocked violently with pleasure. My head dropped from exhaustion, and my eyes rolled back as I dropped to the floor. My entire body convulses in goddamn pleasure.
He slid down my body and faced my clit. I could feel his hot breath across my pussy as he latched on my clit. He brought forth his tongue and swiped all the layers of my pussy, drinking my arousal juices from my dripping cunt.
"You taste so fucking good," he murmured as I watched him from the mirror, feasting on my pussy like a starved beast till we both dropped on the floor panting and breathless, in tandem with our reflections.

*Mirror, mirror on the wall! Tear my clothes and fuck me raw!!...*