"Give in, princess. I can see the lust in your eyes," Hades whispered in her ear, his deep, sexy voice being her last drop.
Unable to control any longer, she tangled her arms around his neck and started kissing him hungrily. Now with his overwhelming scent intoxicating her. While his every touch made sparks explode in her body, his soft lips and his hands moving up and down her back made her want him even more. Finally, she couldn't take this anymore. She had to have him. Rhea said she can't ignore it, but she couldn't accept or reject him. However, having some release tonight meant neither of the three.
He broke the kiss for a moment, allowing both to catch their breath
"Let's go," Freyja said in a loud growl, shaking the room a little and startling him.
She could see the puzzled look on his face, not fully understanding what she meant, but she wasn't in the mood to explain herself. So instead, grabbing his hand, she dragged him out of the club. Although he was a mountain of a man, she had wolf strength to help her with that. After that, she went straight to her car, signaling him to get in, and he obediently followed her signal.
"Morrigan Hill Villa," Frey barked at Simon while quickly sending a text to Luke, letting him know he will have to catch a ride home with someone else.
Once they arrived at her villa, she barely kept her cool enough to dismiss Simon and let everyone else still working at the estate know they can head home. It was pretty late, so not much of her personnel were still there, but her butler, Jace, and two housemaids usually waited until she got there in case she needed something.
After they left, she went straight to the man that she so long desired and started kissing him again, her hands working the buttons on his shirt while making their way towards the upstairs bedroom. He got rid of her clothes so quickly she almost didn't realize when he did it. She promptly unbuckled his belt and got rid of everything, holding his massive erection captive. His kisses were now going lower on her neck and breasts. He took one of her nipples in his mouth and started nibbling on it while with his hand he found his way to her burning center and was teasing her before he slowly pushed one finger inside her and making her let out a low moan. He kept moving down with his kisses until he reached her thighs and kissed the inner part of both before making her fall into a cascade of pleasure with his fingers and tongue. She arched her back, moaning in delight at his moves, feeling her climax approaching.
"Let it go, princess," he spoke in a deep seductive voice
Hearing his voice, she did as instructed, her body shaking from the pure pleasure she was in. He looked at her seductively.
"God… you're so beautiful," he murmured before he crashed her lips into another deep kiss.
She instinctively took control of the situation and pushed him onto his back. Then, she placed herself on top of him, centring his stiff shaft at her entrance, and pushed her body down slowly, taking him all in. Hades groaned in pleasure as she moved up and down his length. Their bodies were in complete sync, they completed each other, and every touch was like nothing they have ever felt before.
They kept at it for hours, and for sure, that was the best night either of them has ever had. They both felt addicted to each other. Hades loved her boldness and the way she overpowered him in their sensual fight for control, while Freyja couldn't get enough of his magic touches whenever he went down on her. When they finally had enough, they were both a pool of sweat, exhaustion, and hunger.
While struggling to keep her balance because her legs were threatening to give up, she got out of bed and looked at Hades for a moment.
"Care for a shower?" she asked, her voice hoarse.
He gave her a slight nod and followed her to the bathroom. They ended up doing the deed one more time in the shower as well. It was like they just couldn't keep their hands off each other. After they showered, she dressed in her silk robe, and because Hades and Luke were almost the same height and size, so she let him borrow Luke's robe, she went down to smoke.
"I didn't expect you to smoke," Hades said, surprise clear in his voice.
"Bad habits die hard," Freyja replied, laughing a little and extending her cigarettes to him.
He took one and light it up, and for a couple of minutes, they just stood there in silence, smoking. It was such a comfortable silence. Freyja felt at peace, and her head was so clear now.
Hades could feel the same peace and warmth around her, but he couldn't figure out why he felt so drawn to her.
"Miss. Murik, regarding the other day," Hades started speaking.
When she heard him speak, she just shook her head and laughed.
"I think we are past Miss.-Mr. stage. Just call me Freyja, as for the other day, forget it," she said sternly. She did not know what she will do about it, but one thing was clear, she couldn't ignore it, not after tonight.
He furrowed his brows at her, uncertain if that meant she will work with him or not.
Since she caught his look, she broke into an evil smile.
"You have 15 minutes," Freyja said, taking another cigarette from the pack
"15 minutes?" he asked, confusion written all over his face
"Yes, 15 minutes to state your case and make me want to work with you," she replied, filling her lungs with the poisoned smoke
Then he quickly composed himself. He couldn't screw this up again. 15 minutes were way too short, and he had to make the best of them. Hades thought for a bit before speaking in a deep and confident tone.
She listened to him, paying close attention, and 15 minutes passed by since long ago. But, despite that, she just liked the way he spoke and the determination in his eyes; hence, she didn't stop him. When he finished speaking, he utterly absorbed her. His proposal was fair, and the idea of a collaboration wasn't bad. She liked he was looking more towards the future, and she could tell he had nothing in common with his father.
"Mr. Loke, you've got yourself a business partner," she said, extending her hand to him.
He shook her hand confidently; he felt overjoyed that she agreed to it. Then, from their handshake, he pulled her closer, kissing her gently, almost like he was thanking her.
She gave into the kiss at first but then reluctantly pulled away. She paused for a second, opening her mouth, then closing it before she exhaled loudly.
"About that…." Freyja moved her hand, pointing at her, then at him. "This can never happen again," she said in a severe tone despite her heart being shattered at those words and Rhea howling in her head so loudly she was getting a headache.
Instantly, after he heard her say that, he felt her words have sucked up all the air in the room. Something in him hurt, and he did not know why her words hurt him so badly, with every ounce of his body telling him not to leave her. But no, he had to change her mind. There is no way he will let her go after the way she made him feel tonight. Despite not having any proof, something about her dark eyes felt so familiar. Now he knew even better why she looked familiar at first. Those eyes, those obsidian black eyes that have been the subject of his sweetest dreams. The dark eyes he wished so dearly to see again and to hold her in his arms. The resemblance between the little girl and the mighty woman in front of him was irrefutable, and something in him was sure she was her. Still, what could have happened with the little girl to turn into such a cruel woman sometimes. So cold that she could make him fear her whenever her eyes would grow darker. There was a high possibility she was, which only added to his need to have her near him.
"You must fight for her," Seth said, growling in his head
"You think I don't know that?" he asked, a little annoyed by Seth's beaming voice.
"You can't let her. She is essential. I don't know why, but something tells me we must protect her," Seth spoke again before retreating in the back of his head.
"Why would this never happen again, love?" he asked in a seductive tone, pulling her into his embrace and softly cradling her head, making it even harder for her to keep her distance.