Chapter 9
The room Hades slept in was three times the size of any other bedroom in the house, and it felt like a whole new world. The carpet and walls were black, and there were large windows blocked out by blackout shades. The bed was custom made and bigger than a California king. The satin covers on top were a dark shade of blue.
“Hades.” His name slipped out of her mouth, causing him to turn around and look at her. He watched as she looked around his room. When her eyes landed on his, they grew wide, almost as if she didn’t realize she said his name. His gaze bore into her with malice and… desire . That desire was a motherfucker. He desperately wanted to feel the inside of her once again, which was exactly why he had been avoiding her.
He was used to being the most dangerous one in the room. Harley had no idea the power she held over him, and that made her dangerous as hell.
Her cheeks flushed as she said, “I-I mean… I didn’t mean you, Hades. I meant this room… it’s like the movie Hercules where Hades lives. That’s what it looks like.”
He nodded, a smirk playing on his full lips. When he had this room designed, that was exactly the vibe he was going for. His father named him Hades, and he made damn sure he gave hell to every aspect of his life.
“The Underworld,” Hades replied, taking a step toward her and bending so he could put Pixie down.
Harley took a step back as she watched Pixie walk over to and up the small staircase beside the bed. He could see her looking at her mut curiously, and he wanted to laugh, but he held it in. She had no idea that the little mut had become his buddy over the past couple of days. The dog looked ridiculous with the pink hair tie at the top of her head, making her fur look like a pineapple top in between her ears. The pink collar she wore wasn’t his favorite, but he had to admit she made for good company. She didn’t cry, at least, like his nephew did. He never felt the need to give Pixie back to her mom, like he did with his nephew. Dante was his heart, but that little nigga was annoying when he was hungry.
“Did you… buy that for her?” Harley asked, and he followed her gaze, realizing she stared at the mini staircase he bought yesterday for Pixie. His bed was way too high for her to jump up on, and he thought that would make it easier for her. Pixie seemed to love it. He even left his door open for her, and a few times, he walked into his room, realizing she was sleeping peacefully on his bed.
Becoming defensive, he said, “So what?” He crossed his large arms over his chest and took another step toward her, causing her to step back again as she lifted her hand, giggling behind it. A low rumble vibrated his chest, but he cut it out before he got louder. He didn’t want her to realize her laughing at him bothered him.
She finally shrugged and asked, “What did you want to see me about?”
Hades frowned at her without answering for so long that she fidgeted with the sleeves of her pink hoodie while she looked around his room. It was dark in there, but the light from the hallway spilled in behind her, casting a glow around her body, making her look like an angel… an angel in hell. He grinned menacingly, taking another large step toward her. He was so close now that he felt her nipples poking his stomach through the thin hoodie she wore.
“Why you always wearing pink?”
She looked startled, causing his dick to harden.
“It’s my favorite color.”
He grunted in response before going back to frowning at her, causing her to fidget again. She had no idea how her nervousness turned him on, but he had to focus. As badly as he wanted to fuck her, he knew he needed to stay focused.
“Your sister keeps asking about you.” That caused Harley to stand completely still as tears instantly gathered in her eyes. He frowned. He tried asking Cati earlier what the story was between her and Harley, but she clammed up, just like Harley. He really didn’t like being in the dark, figuratively, at least, so he was about to get to the bottom of this one way or another. “What happened between you two?”
Harley looked up at him, allowing tears to fall as she shook her head. “I can’t?—”
“You want me to protect you?” He hadn’t meant to say that. He didn’t know what he meant to say, but it wasn’t that.
Her perfectly shaped brows pulled together as she looked up at him, and he could read her expression well. Shorty had been through some shit. He knew because he had too. He just learned to mask it. It seemed she hadn’t mastered that skill yet. Either that, or it was still too fresh.
“I didn’t ask for your protection,” she muttered, looking at the floor.
That was the wrong thing to say. That pissed him off, causing him to lift her by her waist and throw her over his shoulder. She yelped, but he ignored her as he marched over to his bed.
Pixie lifted her head and peered at them, but then she buried it back under her paws and closed her eyes. He scoffed. She made a terrible guard dog. She couldn’t protect Harley from a fucking dust bunny.
“Hades,” Harley yelped. “Put me down!” In response, he plopped her down on the bed and leaned down, trapping her between his hefty arms. She squirmed under him, and he grinned before snatching her hand up while pulling a small box out of his sweats. With quick precision, he pulled out all the tools he needed and got to work. He felt her hand tremble, but he forced her to sit still with a single glare. “W-what are you doing?”
“Quiet.” His words came out in a grumble, causing her to clamp her mouth shut.
The ring he had gotten her earlier was a feminine version of the one he wore. He had his jeweler create it with a few extra enhancements. Once the pieces of the ring were in place on her left ring finger, he pulled out a mini soldering iron that was charged and ready to go. His jeweler showed him how to work it earlier, and with the confidence that he had done this a million times, he turned it on and got to work welding the ring to her finger.
Harley gasped, but she otherwise stayed quiet as she watched in silent terror. It only took a minute, and just as he finished, she cried out and flinched. Hades put the soldering iron down and inspected the spot where he accidentally burned her. Gently, he blew on the spot that was already turning red before muttering, “Sorry.”
Her eyes grew wide as he let go of her hand, allowing her to look at what he did. She rubbed the burnt spot and inspected the ring. “What is this?”
“An insurance policy,” he replied, leaning back down and pressing into her further.
She moaned and then slapped a hand over her mouth. He chuckled because she had no idea she had that kind of effect on him, too, and now with that ring on her finger, she officially belonged to him.
“Hades—”
His name rolling off her tongue like that caused him to react without thought. Such innocence calling on the devil himself turned him on beyond anything he could articulate, so he didn’t try to articulate. He simply leaned down and captured her lips with his.
Simultaneously, they moaned, and Hades climbed onto the bed, causing her to scoot up in order to keep her tongue locked with his. Unfortunately for her, he had to pull back to give an order.
“Go to bed, Pixie.”
Pixie lifted her head to look at him tiredly before a loud sigh escaped her as she stood, stretched, and then used the stairs to get off the bed. She trotted out of the room, and Hades was confident she was headed to the room Harley stayed in to get into her fluffy pink bed.
“How did you teach her that?”
Hades ignored her because he wasn’t one to explain himself. Harley obviously had yet to understand that anything living in Hades’s presence would obey him. It didn’t take long for Pixie to catch on.
Instead, Hades lifted the pink hoodie Harley wore and tugged that over her head. Next, he pushed her white tank top up and was pleased to find she didn’t have a bra on. He sucked one of her chocolate drop nipples into his mouth as he pushed his sweats and boxer briefs down. Once his lower half was completely exposed, he shifted so Harley could straddle him.
He kept her nipple in his mouth as she arched into him. When he pressed his hard dick into her stomach, she gasped at the size and then moaned as she reached between them to feel just how big he was.
“Fuck, Tink.” Hades muttered against her as she stroked his dick. “Suck that shit, baby.”
It surprised Hades when she dipped her head down with no question. He thought for sure he would have to do more talking. The feel of her full lips wrapped around his dick almost made him cum.
The fuck wrong with me?
Hades had never in his life been a minute man. He liked shit rough and could go for hours, but Harley had him ready to bust a nut at first touch. When she moaned and swallowed his dick whole, he had to push her away.
Her lips formed into a pout before she asked, “Is something wrong?”
He found it cute that she was nervous and clearly had no idea how much control she had over him. If he had it his way, he would keep it that way.
“Take your pants off,” he demanded, ignoring her question. Her eyes flashed with lust as she timidly slid her pants down to her ankles and then kicked them off. “Bring that pussy here and face the other way.”
Again, she did as she was told, and as soon as her pussy hovered over his face, he grabbed a handful of her ass, and she gasped before leaning forward and taking his dick back into her mouth.
“Hades.” She cried out when he sucked on her clit before she swallowed his dick all the way down her throat, making his damn toes curl in his socks. She hummed on his dick as she rotated her hips, chasing her nut.
Here he thought he was about to turn her ass out, and she was turning him out.
“I’m finna bust, Tink. Catch that shit,” he coached before he latched onto her clit, determined to make her cum at the same time.
Her back arched perfectly, and he spread her ass cheeks, pushing his face deeper into her pussy, moving his head back and forth so her juices covered his beard. She stroked his dick hard and fast, her spit acting as the perfect lubricant.
With a pop, she took his dick out of her mouth and cried out. “Hades! Ah…!”
At the same time her body convulsed, his nut shot out of him, and she caught it like a pro, sucking his dick until his nut stopped flowing.
When she finally lifted from his face, he muttered, “Fuck,” before snatching her up by her neck and pulling her into him. He stared at her for several long moments, her body still trembling. Finally, he roughly pressed his lips into hers, allowing her to taste her essence on his tongue. She moaned, and he fought the smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Who would have known Tink was a damn freak? This time when he pulled away, he asked, “What happened between you and Cati?”
With a heavy sigh, she tore her gaze from his and spoke. “Our father was Knox Cruz.”
Hades squinted his eyes as he tried to place the name, before they widened. “The guy who owned the last motorcycle club in Ellwood? He’s part of the reason Obsidian Riders get such a bad rep.”
She nodded. “From what I heard, his club was dismantled after he was arrested.”
Hades nodded. “Yeah, ain’t he get arrested for…” His words trailed off, and Harley looked around the room with tears in her eyes. Anger shot through him as he grabbed her chin and forced her gaze back on him. “That nigga did that shit to you?”
Knox Cruz had been arrested for fucking on his daughter. When the news came out about the gruesome acts and hellish living conditions, it was on every news channel in the state.
Hades didn’t realize his hands were gripping her arms so tightly until she winced and squirmed. He loosened his grip but still held her in place as his gaze bore into her, waiting for a response.
“N-no. He never touched me. I mean, not like that , anyway. He was rough with me. He would hit me sometimes… but no. Cati got the worst of it. She’s four years older than me, but she’d always been mature, even when we were young. I guess going through something like that forced maturity on her. She always protected me though.
“When my father got arrested, so did our mother. She never did anything wrong, but she also never helped. My mom knew what my father did to Cati, and she never stopped it. She was weak. But I’m really no different. I knew what was happening, and I didn’t stop it. I should have stopped it.”
Hades watched as tears slid down her face and splashed onto his T-shirt. He sat them up before getting out of the bed and putting his pants back on. He placed a blanket over her before pulling her to the edge of the bed and into his chest.
His mind wandered to Cati as Harley cried into his chest. He had met Cati a decade ago, and never in a million years would he have thought she’d been through that. She was tough, that was for sure, and he had a newfound respect for her—something he didn’t give out often.
When Harley’s cries seemed to quiet, he asked, “What happened after ya pops was arrested?”
Harley pulled away from him and wiped her eyes. “We were split up in foster care. I was only ten when I went into foster care, and by the time I turned eighteen and was on my own, the guilt had built up. I guess I’m too ashamed to face her, Hades. How could I? I never helped her. I didn’t know how. I was scared, and I…I?—”
“Man, it’s cool. You don’t have to talk about it with me anymore, but I think you need to see your sister. If you want me to keep telling her to fuck off, I will, but I think that’s kind of fucked up now, knowing what I know.”
Harley cringed at his words before hanging her head. “When did you grow a heart?”
Hades snorted. “You want me to set that shit up or what?”
When her eyes met his, he saw fresh tears gathered in them. He usually enjoyed watching people cry, but this shit bothered him. He tried hard not to snap at her to cut that shit out as his fists clenched at his side.
“I need to go see my best friends first. If only I could see them… FaceTime isn’t enough?—”
“You can go.”
She looked up at him in surprise. “What?”
He nodded down toward her hand. “I know you have your own life and shit. I really don’t care about none of that, but I don’t want you cooped up in this house, funking it up with your boredom, so you can leave only when you need to and as long as you come straight back here. That ring has a tracker on it, and it can’t come off, so don’t try.”
She looked down at the ring with wide eyes. “How did you even know my ring size?”
Hades blinked at her before deciding to ignore her question. The truth was, she was a hard sleeper, and he sized her ring a couple of nights ago while she slept.
“I’ll allow you to go see your friends. I need to do a few things, so I’ll send Lu with you in case Drew is lurking. Don’t try no funny shit because I’ll always know where you are.” He grabbed her chin roughly once again. “You belong to me now, Tink. Be ready to see your sister tonight. And after that, be ready to bust that pussy open. I’m tryna see what you feel like bouncing on my dick.”
He let go of her before walking away and out of the room, leaving her staring after him with her jaw on the damn floor.