CHAPTER 45- HIS SLUT

"Wh...at...are...you..? When did....you get..in?" She shrieked, her throat suddenly dry.

How come she didn't hear him come in? He was in a simple bed robe. Gosh! He heard all the stupid things she had been saying but that wasn't even the problem now. Allison immediately clutched her hands to her breasts, the pathetic attempt to shield them from on his view was adorable but rather disappointing. His eyes fell on both sides of her hips. Were those the dips she was referring to earlier? They were anything but being insecure over.

"Aren't you going to leave?" She asked, embarrassment creeping down her spine. "My gosh Hades! Where are your manners?!"

"I think I left them in the first aid box." He said, as he reached for both her hands and pulled them away from her chest, causing her to gasp.

"Don't hide them from me Allison."

She bit her lips, wishing the ground would open up and swallow her.

"Petite in a way." She heard him say next as He said, shamelessly swept his gaze down at her bareness.

"Stop...staring!"

"How can I not when they're also staring back at me?"

"Wh...at?" She shook her head, trying to gain some composure and break out from the spell he was casting on her.

"Leave I'm...I'm naked."

"I can see that."

With a frustrated groan, she reached for the towel on the hanger but he was faster and grasped the towel away.

"What are you doing?" She tried to reach them but he was taller. "Go away Hades!" Any more of his presence and she would burst out crying in shame. No one has ever seen her like this before. Why did it have to be this Man?

"Allison...." He smiled, understanding and enjoying her growing frustration at the same time. "....why do you feel embarrassed in front of me?"

"What kind of a question is that? You're invading my privacy!"

"Your privacy? I'm your husband, pet."

"Yes, my very fake husband."

"Oh?"

She successfully snatched the towel from him and wrapped it around her body.

Finally! Thank goodness!

"You don't love me and I don't love you either."

"Says who?" He frowned.

"In a few months all this will be over and we'll go our separate ways like we never existed. This is a contract and at the end of the day, you'll walk out of it as a savior. I don't want any complications."

Was that what she really thought? He looked at her, displeased.

"Is that what you still think?"

"Well...y...yes."

"Then shouldn't you be worried about carrying my child?"

"I've figured that out?"

"Enlighten me."

"I'll get a surrogate for the baby and insemination will be artificial."

"When will I ever understand you pet?" He asked, a playful smile on his lips. "I honestly thought we had long past this stage."

"Well you thought wrong."

"You can't escape me that quick."

"Yes I can. Mostly because this union is temporary."

"Oh well..." He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look directly into his eyes. "....too bad I like you now, contract or not, you're mine."

Allison scoffed. "I am nobody's possessio..."

Hades shook his head, cutting her off.

"I apologize if that came out like an option you had to choose from. I didn't ask for an opinion Allison, I simply stated a fact and all I expect from you is compliance."

Why did he sound so genuine? And most importantly, why did his words have so much effect on her that the only thing she wanted to do at the moment was to nod?

"But...but...you don't."

"I don't what?"

"You don't love me. Why would you? No one ever does. Not genuinely anyways."

He lifted her chin to meet with his eyes again. "I do." Was all he simply said.

"I know you Hades. You're so full of sick tricks and tactics...." She said, her breath hitching as He leaned in closer to her, a kiss couldn't be far off at this moment and she felt terribly nervous.

"Oh is that so?" He asked, amusement in his voice.

"And I swear..." her voice was shaky. "....if this happens to be one of your fucked up games Hades, I'll...."

"No games baby," He cut her short. "I promise."

Her eyes search his, helplessly looking for the possibility of deception and he knew. He hated that she doubted him, he needed to give her a little bit more assurance. With that, he tucked some of her red hair behind her ears and grabbed onto her neck, bringing her lips to his, where they belonged.

It was different. This was different. Allison could feel it was different. Not just the kiss but the way He was holding her so close, her bareness pressed tightly against his body and underneath normal circumstances, she should have genuinely felt embarrassed but Hades was sapping away every bit of shyness from her body with his kiss. Her hands got busy, ridding him of the robe he was wearing.

"Damn it! You're so beautiful, love."

She heard him murmur against her mouth.

He had her back back pinned to the wall as the kiss only grew more ravage and hungry. He had been thinking about the first time their lips claimed each other at the guest room and the memory had lived rent-free in his head that it almost drove him crazy and here he was, remorselessly stealing her lips again. Lifting and grabbing onto her thigh as he held it against his and the kiss only grew more and more intense with each passing second.

How can one kiss be so intense? Was it the kiss or the kisser? The performance or the performer? The art or the artist? She thought, barely even thinking as her mind grew all foggy and the only thing that mattered was the man closing her to the bathroom wall with his firm body. She had never felt like this before not even with Davian, she was shamelessly melting in his arms.

Effortlessly giving herself to the most terrifying, twisted psychopath she knew. Her mind flashed back to the very first experience in his basement. Who could have thought the same hands that cut up that poor lawyer would be so gentle handling her now? She couldn't put it in words the disappointment in her eyes when he broke the kiss.

"Hands on the wall." He told her.

A husky, firm voice that made her knees almost give way.

"Wh.. at?"

"You didn't think that was all you'd get did you?" He asked, a sinister smirk playing on the side of his lips. "There's more sweetheart, so much more." He added, pressing a kiss on her lips again. She let out a soft sigh, letting his promise seep into her pores.

"Turn around, with both hands on the wall." He repeated.

"Why?" She blinked, feigning innocence.

With a smile, he leaned in and whispered to her ears. "That's because I'm taking you from behind."

His words sent a wind of cold shivers through her spine all the way down her legs. She turned around and did as He said.

"Such a good girl. I love it when you obey." He praised, both hands firmly on her tiny waist. Those hands.... She thought. So big, so rough, so warm. She might as well melt with every touch.

One hand wound around her neck and the other on her waist. She gasped loudly as He moved her legs further apart and she could now feel him probe against her center. The pressure, the fullness. She bit her lips, suppressing the inevitable.

There was a startling flash of pain, her eyes widened as she let out a stifled cry.

"OH SHIT!"

Hades chuckled at her reaction. "Take it baby, I know you can. Make me proud and take it, will you?"

She knew He would have a smirk on by now. Psycho... She dreaded turning around to face him. She yelped as she felt him moving and there was nothing gentle about his pace. Her fingers dug into the wall till she feared her nails would soon break and bleed out but even that wasn't enough.

She cried out, with each new sensation bursting out within her. She had never felt anything like the feeling that he was evoking in her, had never dreamed that such heat or such intense pleasure was humanly possible or could consume her this way.

"You're too loud baby."

"Jerk!" She cussed but she only heard him chuckle.

"You might bring the roof down." He further teased.

"Sh...shut up..." She stuttered, moaning.

He chuckled again. Little miss fury...

She was trembling, trembling so badly that she was glad he was holding unto her, her knees had given way ages ago and the only thing keeping her was his hand placement. She was trembling with an overwhelming need, a desire so intense under its pressure.

Her body so taut that she shook all over. Her eyes welled up, a drop fell and them another and then more. What the hell? She wasn't a stranger to tears. All her life she had been sobbing for one reason or the other.

Tears of pain, tears of joy but tears of pleasure? What the actual heck?

"Are you crying baby?" He asked, smirking.

"I sa...id....shut...u...p!"

"Aw, is a seven too much for you darling?" He mocked.

She gasped. "What?" Something finally clicked in her head. "Hades stop!"

"Something's wrong isn't it?"

"J...u...s...t st...t...t..."

"Use your words darling"

The amusement in his voice certainly wasn't helping, he was taking this a joke.

"You don't under...stand." She bit her lower lip, trying to keep her moans down.

"I'm not on birth control at the moment!" She yelled, alarmed.

What? He was stunned. So she had been using protective measures all this while just in case?! Wasn't that adorable?

"Oh pl...ease st..op it alre...ady..."

"Begging doesn't suit you, love." His voice rumbled darkly. "But I love watching you squirm." He smiled, sinisterly. "Keep pleading, darling. Maybe if you beg properly enough then I might just consider showing you mercy."

"Oh no! Hades!"

"That's no way to beg darling, I can't hear you, louder baby, you're doing well."

Asshole! He wasn't going to stop, she knew it.

His pace roughed, her cries only grew, her body shook so much that she felt she might shatter and she did shatter, a loud cry escaping her lips, passion rocking her as he moved against her and there it finally was- 'climax'. It burst at the center of her being, washing out in waves.

She screamed so loudly that she feared the possibility of losing her voice by tomorrow morning and finally, she melted. There was no other word for it, she was thought. She simply melted, inside and out. Her body sagging, leggings failing her that she was only kept upright by the arm Hades looped around her waist.

"Oh crap!" She murmured, tired and worn out.

"Seems there won't be any need for a surrogate." She heard him say, before pressing a kiss on her forehead.

"Now look..." He said, pointing to the mirror and a gasp escaped her lips when she did.

Reddened and swollen lips.

Scattered hair.

His hand imprinted in red on sensitive parts of her body.

She closed her mouth with both hands.

"I look like a slut!"

"Correction- my slut." He smirked, bringing her face to meet his. "Now I want you to forever imprint that image in your head and always remember the Man that whored you out like this and that no other person can make you feel this way. Make sure not to forget who your body belongs to and also your heart."

She gulped down the lump in her throat and simply nodded.

"That's a good girl" He praised. She was starting to like it when He praised her like that. Dirty Allison....Her conscience whispered.

Oh shut up! She shunned back.

Reaching for his robe, he put it on before lifting her off the ground.

"Time to give you a bath." He said, placing her in the bath tub and turning on the hot water system.

"You don't have to....."

"Shh." He cut her off, observing the wetness trailing down her legs.

He smirked, pleased but then there was something else that cut that smile short. A glimpse of crimson red. Blood? His eyes widened, stunned.

Her first? He was her first?

This did not go down well with him but the last thing he was going to do would be to raise alarm now. He wouldn't want her feeling vulnerable and used. Because He didn't use her no! He genuinely loved her and he was intentionally about making this spark flame into a bigger fire.

After Venice died, he had thought no one would ever come close to make his heart beat again but Allison....she had somehow successfully broken down that barrier. He ran his hand over her legs, washing her skin of sweat and moisture. Her skin tingled with his ever touch and he felt her shudder ever now and then.

Good! He thought. He loved it that he had such an effect on her, all the meant that she belonged to him and she should know it.

"Let's make something clear wife." Came his voice, as she looked at him, blankly.

"Our bodies didn't just merge together as one for pure fun and satisfaction."

He peered into her eyes, she felt he was boring into her soul with those golden brown orbs that his eyelashes seems to fan the fire in them everytime he blinked.

"I want you to understand something. You're mine now pet, you always have been but now circumstances have changed in such a way that I now crave for you. The rules are simple, love- Another man touches you, he dies. Touch another man and he also dies. Tell me I can't touch you....and the world will end up in flames."

"What?"

"All I need is a yes."

She nodded, reluctantly.

Tell me I can't touch you....and the world will end up in flames.

She feared what would happen if she refused him now.

"You know I can't hurt you right?" He asked, trying to assure her against past experiences that might be playing up in her head.

"I...think?"

He smiled, shaking his head. "I won't have you doubting. I don't think you understand Allison. I love you in such a way that I would literally set ablaze every threat to you with the two of us standing in the midst of the burning chaos until finally the only danger around you is me. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes I do."

You don't fight lions with kittens. She figured out. Hades was who he was and he could only protect her because he was more dangerous than her adversary.

Falling for danger.

She let out a heavy breath. This was too much to take in not to mention his hands kneading her thighs like dough all in the name of a bath. The most sensual bath she had ever had. How can one Man be so slutty?

Unless ofcourse, he's 'Hades Lenshaw.'