"Pardon my myopia on this matter." Eliana pushed out the apology, which was almost bare of sincerity. Fear for the upcoming set of action got taller within her. Due to anxiety, sweat beads oozed out from the pores of her skin, making her palms clammy.
"Kiss me." Hades's voice was firm, a glint of anticipation flashing inside his eyes, causing anxiety to swell within the bound of her chest.
Eliana swallowed hard, forcing all the saliva to evacuate her mouth, steering her gaze on Hades's light pink lips. Now that she observed, his lips got a uniquely beautiful shape. The procheilon right under the cupid's bow thrusted down slightly, fitting itself perfectly in the inner curve of his lower lip valley, while the fullness in the symmetrical sides of both lips tapered toward the corners. Hard to believe, but this friendly looking pair of lips squeezed the life out of her a few hours back.
"Do you not want to?" The question detached from any clemency struggled its ways through Hades's clenched teeth. His jaw tightened. Eliana could not hold back the brief twitching of the corners of her lips. It was normal for his teeth to be so sharp, judging how much he honed them by gritting. Her temper flared, thinking how he utilized this sharp set of teeth on her, running them on her lips, and scraping them to bleed!
"Why are you whetting your teeth, to make my lips bleed?" Eliana hurled the disgruntling question at Hades, which caught him off guard for a brief second. Then, the quick realization melted the puzzled expression away that had just sat on his face for a fleeting moment. He pushed up a lopsided grin on the left corner of his lips, decorating his face with a wickedly devilish charm. "Oh, that one? That was a punishment. Seems like my wife never heard about dragon's way of mating..." He stared at her eyes, waiting for an answer.
Dragon's way of mating? Eliana stared back, sporting a discombobulated expression. Then, a stream of words uttered by her sister-in-laws flowed down on her mind. They did mention something about exotic style.
Hades' long fingers crawling on Eliana's waist pinched her hard, jolting her out of the trance. "Hsh!" She hissed, pushing out a stream of air. For some reason he appeared pissed off. "It disheartens me how you are so ignorant about me, while I've visited every single secret you've been embosoming."
Eliana rounded her eyes like an owl, and it was returned with a devilish smirk. She didn't own the courage to demand an interpretation.
"Why ain't you moving yet?" Hades thrusted his waist, and stabbed her tummy with his hard weapon. Eliana's eyes went wider, shock filling them. "Every time you fail to indulge your husband in the bed, a punishment will instantly come to bite you hard. There will be a range of sanctions to land on you, depending on your non-compliance. Therefore, don't let yourself develop any fault in your duty of a good wife; I'm done being lenient with you."
Done being lenient with her? The last few words swept all the previous statements which worked on gathering ire in her mind. Eliana pressed her brain hard, ran her thoughts wild, in order to tear the cloak from the conundrum. Within a day, he was done being clement with her, or there was more to it than met the eye?
"Are you doing it or should I bite you again, wife?" Hades browbit, lumbering Eliana with a clichéd endearment. "I won't even cure you with my saliva this time, nor will I allow you to do that."
Eliana swallowed the bitterness that assaulted her ego. She inched forward until she found herself directly inhaling his warm exhales. Did her heart leap up to the ear canal? Because, the drumming of heartbeat was ringing loudly right beside her ear drums. Every inch closer to Hades intensified it until Eliana couldn't take it anymore, and slammed her lips onto him directly. He smiled, and she felt it against her lips.
Eliana almost blanked out, searing heat rushed into their joined lips, their auditable ragged breath mingled together. Hades trembled, like an outstretched elastic that was about to snap into half. His hands consolidated their position around her lower and upper back. So tight, as if he wanted to merge her body with his.
Hades lowered his head, liberating Eliana from the task of standing on her tiptoes. How considerate! She, with an empty head, waited for him to lead the kiss from there. But, he didn't. Instead, the growing impatience in him hollered, rambling within his chest. She felt it first hand. The remainder of sanity — tiny bit — shed light on the darkness of her ignorance. She realized anew that Hades wanted her to kiss him, not the other way around.
Seeing no light at the end of the tunnel, Eliana commenced sucking Hades's lower lip hard. He stiffened, digging his neatly-clipped yet sharp nails into her flesh through the thin fabric of the nightdress.
She was radically wet behind the ears, when it came to physical intimacy. She would score five out of hundred at best, if the pecks from her previous life and this wedding kiss were to be taken into consideration.
Eliana draped her fair slender hands around Hades's muscly neck — the essence she was squeezing out of his lip tasted heavenly on her tongue. It was the elixir that quenched the thirst of her soul. A bodily need woke up within her core, and spread all over her body, flowing through the veins. She ventured into the unknown, solely guided by her instincts.
Hades didn't interfere, letting her have her way with him. An avarice for more inspired her to push her tongue inside his mouth. According to her primal instinct, she tried to suck on his pink beast, but it slipped away! She tried, and tried again, yet failed to bring it under her submission. In the end, Hades's patience wore off, he stepped forth, slipping his tongue inside her sweet cave. He drank on Eliana's saliva with hungry gulps. Their tongues clashed with each other, rubbing hard together. He took the lead, guiding her along the flow. He taught wordlessly, and she learned silently. Soon, they reached a harmonious sync.
"You seem to be fond of sucking, I will give you the real thing for that." Hades vocalized. His tongue snaked out, twirling around the crystal thread of saliva connecting their lips, before retracting back with it.
Breathing in through dilated nostrils, Eliana's forehead furrowed with a bemused gaze. She couldn't make any head or tail out of the string of unintelligible sounds. All she could focus on was his dark eyes, and the transparent luster shining there.
Was it because of the wedding which had been blessed by both her family and heaven, that she didn't feel any sort of restraint pulling her back from being intimate with Hades? Why weren't there any scruples? She distinctly remembered having them while she had been dating Helios. Perhaps, the lessons of virtuousness drilled into her head by her grandmother played the role here. Weird enough, but it didn't kick in, as if it knew, she was doing the deed with her legal husband within their wedlock.