Page 16 of Hades

As soon as she was exposed to him, Hades slid a thick finger over her wet clit. Her back arched as she moaned, moving against him. It had been so long since she’d been touched like this, and she craved more.

“Shit.” Hades muttered under his breath as he slipped his finger inside her. “Grippin’ the fuck out my shit.” His eyes lifted to hers, and he seemed to peer into her soul. “You’re not going anywhere. You hear me? You’re not leaving me.”

“I-I hear… y-you.” She would agree to anything as long as he kept stroking her pussy with his finger.

“But do you understand?”

“Yes,” she breathed out.

He chuckled sinisterly, and she knew he enjoyed seeing her squirm underneath him.

“You want to cum?” She nodded. “Use your words, Tink. Tell me you want to cum.”

“I want to cum… Please, Hades,” she uttered, gripping onto his large biceps.

He kissed her once again, and as their tongues got acquainted, he applied pressure to her clit, pushing his finger in and out of her. It took no time for her pussy to clench around him before she shuddered and threw her head back, riding the wave of the orgasm that took over her entire body.

As soon as she came down, embarrassment filled her, and she avoided eye contact with Hades, who snatched his finger out of her and took a few steps back. He nodded his head to the left. “Bathroom is over there. Get cleaned up.”

Shame at what she just allowed to happen flooded her body as she quickly hopped off the desk, grabbed her leggings, and rushed into the bathroom before closing the door behind her.

Hades watched her go,admiring the way her ass cheeks unintentionally clapped as she walked away from him. As soon as the door closed, he lifted his finger that had just been inside her to his mouth, getting his first taste of her.

He groaned as he licked all her juices off his finger, wondering how someone could taste so sweet.

Finally, he adjusted his hard dick before walking over to his desk and sitting down in the black chair. Normally, Hades was sure about his actions and didn’t give a fuck about the consequences. At the moment, Harley had him stuck. She had his mind gone.

It was obvious by now that he wasn’t ready for her to leave and get back to her own life. He wanted to prove to her that hehad control over her, but he felt that backfired. He didn’t mean to get a taste of that sweet ass pussy. That was not a part of the plan. When he turned and saw her running from him, rage filled him. It made him feel like he lost control, and that was a very dangerous feeling for him. He wanted to hurt her at that moment, but what he did had been so much worse.

He touched the most intimate part of her. He heard her moans and saw her face as she came all over his finger. Harley had no idea that she had created an addict at that moment, and he had no idea how to handle that. The last person he depended on was his mother, and that left him nothing but deep heartbreak. Now, he knew he was going to depend on Harley in some capacity because that pussy was too good to let go, and he didn’t know how to feel about that.

When the bathroom door opened, his attention shifted to Harley. He wanted to laugh at how uncomfortable she looked, but the truth was he felt uncomfortable too. Instead, he simply said, “Come here.” Obediently, she obliged, and this time, a smirk covered his face. When she was within reach, he grabbed her chin. “Why did you run from me?”

The question burned in his head. He couldn’t understand what caused her to run from him at that moment.Maybe I need to be nicer to her since I need her to stick around…

“Cati.” Her strangled voice caused his thoughts to halt.

His brows pulled together. “How you know Cati?”

A tear slipped from her eye, and Hades swiped it away, wondering why she seemed to cry so much.

“Her full name is Ducati Cruz. She’s my big sister.” Her voice choked out the last word, and a sob spilled out of her mouth.

Hades let her chin go as he watched her slide to the floor and bring her knees to her chest, burying her head in them.

Her sister?Now that she said it, Hades realized they did share a strong resemblance, but he had known Cati since hestarted the Obsidian Riders. She wasn’t an official member, but her man, Major, was his road captain. She tagged along on all the ride-alongs and even catered for the club from time to time since she loved cooking and did a damn good job at it too.

Hades watched her cry on the floor in front of him for several long seconds before he asked, “Y’all don’t get along or something?”

When she didn’t respond, he ran a frustrated hand down his face before tugging her hand from under her face and pulling her up. He held her by her hips and looked directly in her face as she looked everywhere but at him.

He practiced a great deal of patience as he waited for her to speak, and it paid off because she finally did.

“I haven’t seen her in twenty years. I…” She looked into Hades’s eyes, and what he saw almost made him forget to breathe. She looked… broken. A primal instinct to protect her took over, and he gritted his teeth.

“What she do to you?”

Her eyes grew wide as she shook her head. “No… no. She didn’t do anything.Idid. Hades, I can’t see her. I can’t face her. I?—”

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