Chapter 6
SUCKING MY SOUL OUT OF MY
All the air rushed out of Aaren’s lungs. “Y-you know, when you come between my legs like that, you give me certain expectations.”
Hades’ grin was sharp. “I would love to come between your legs. Repeatedly. I want to train you so your legs open for me on instinct, no matter where we are. You will learn to take my cock at a moment’s notice; you will leak my come even with your boyfriend right next to you. And you will thank me for it.”
“Fuck, that’s so wrong,” Aaren whispered. “And so hot.”
“Good boy,” Hades said. In the shadowy space above Aaren, he was huge and imposing, the heat of his body soaking through Aaren’s clothes. “I’m going to taste you now.”
He began at the crook of Aaren’s neck, pulling down Aaren’s shirt collar and sucking a kiss onto Aaren’s scent gland. Aaren gasped, the sensitive spot humming with pleasure.
“Want to bite you here,” Hades growled.
Aaren shuddered. “You can’t leave a mark.”
“No, but I can do this.” Hades bit lightly into that sweet spot, hard enough for pleasure to sear down Aaren’s nerves, but not enough to break his skin.
Aaren cried out. Hades bit him again, raking his teeth over that spot until Aaren writhed.
“Beautiful,” Hades whispered, sliding his hand under Aaren’s ass to lift him up.
Then he fitted his hot bulge between Aaren’s cheeks, grinding down so Aaren could feel just how big he was.
“P-please,” Aaren wheezed.
“Yeah?” Hades bit him again. “You really like my cock.”
“I want it inside me.” Aaren clutched at him. “Opening me up, filling me so deep.”
Hades groaned. “You’ll love it, won’t you? My cock pounding you open, grinding down on your prostate so you scream and come on it.”
A helpless sound fell out of Aaren’s mouth. “Touch me. Touch me, please.”
Hades wound his fingers into Aaren’s hair. Then he pulled Aaren’s head back to bare his neck, closing his lips over Aaren’s pulse point. He sucked hard enough to make Aaren squirm, without leaving a bruise.
“Harder,” Aaren begged.
“I can’t unless you want a lovebite here,” Hades murmured. “Fuck, I’d love to give you one. Stake my claim where everyone can see it.”
He rubbed and squeezed Aaren’s ass, pushing his bulge more snugly against Aaren’s hole. He trailed his lips further up Aaren’s throat, nipping at his jaw. And he kissed his way to the corner of Aaren’s lips, his hot breath puffing on Aaren’s skin.
“Kiss me,” Aaren whimpered.
Hades slanted their mouths together in a filthy kiss.
It was nothing like Aaren had ever experienced before; Hades nipped at his lips and flicked his tongue against them, wasting no time thrusting into Aaren’s mouth.
He devoured Aaren there, sliding deep like how his cock would.
Aaren panted, his legs spreading, his ass clenching.
“N-need, need more,” he moaned into Hades’ mouth.
“You keep claiming me with everything but your cock.”
“Fuck.” Hades exhaled harshly. He gripped Aaren’s hips and ground his hard cock against Aaren’s hole, their clothes muffling his touch. “Tell you what,” he growled into Aaren’s mouth. “I’ll give you my cock later tonight, after your shift ends. Fill you good and hard, show you what you’re missing.”
Aaren whined. “Want it now.”
“You can be patient for me, sweetheart. I promise I’ll make it worth the wait. There isn’t enough time for me to properly fuck you right now.”
Aaren throbbed. “Want to be properly fucked.”
“So you’ll be good.” Hades flicked his tongue into Aaren’s mouth, slipping his hand down the back of Aaren’s pants.
His fingers found Aaren’s soaked hole, and he groaned.
“Fuck, you’re all wet and ready for me. So perfect.
I can’t think about anything but you. You begging for me, open under me, your pretty hole taking me so well. ”
Aaren came in his pants, wheezing helplessly.
Hades swore. “Did you just—?”
He pushed his hand down the front of Aaren’s pants, swearing when he found the wet mess in there.
With a few rough tugs, Hades opened Aaren’s pants and moved him further up the seat, so he could bury his face between Aaren’s legs. He licked up the smears of Aaren’s come. Then he took Aaren’s cock into his hot, wet mouth, and Aaren’s toes curled.
It was almost too much, the way Hades sucked on him. No alpha had done this for him before, especially the slow pulls of Hades’ mouth, his cheeks hollowing as he bobbed his head on Aaren’s length.
“I-I’m gonna go to hell,” Aaren panted, grabbing Hades’ hair. “I w-won’t have a s-soul left.”
“Hmm?” Hades said around Aaren’s cock. It sent vibrations down his nerves.
“Y-You’re sucking my s-soul out of m-my cock,” Aaren whined, thrashing.
“Good,” Hades said.
Aaren’s legs shook violently, the longer Hades sucked on him. He gasped and shuddered, coming hard down Hades’ throat. But Hades didn’t stop there. He worked his hand further into Aaren’s pants, under his sac, stroking Aaren’s hole with his thick fingers.
“I’m g-going to come again,” Aaren wheezed. “You f-feel s-so good.”
“Come,” Hades ordered. And he pushed his fingers in, stretching Aaren open and swirling them around until he found Aaren’s prostate.
Aaren screamed and came, and he kept on coming.
Hades worked him open, worked him loose.
All he knew was the pleasure exploding through his body, all the way to his toes.
“Y-You’re g-gonna k-kill me,” Aaren whimpered, shaking like a leaf. “C-Can’t th-think.”
“You don’t have to think.” Hades pushed him over the edge again. Aaren almost blacked out; he was coming so hard.
“H-H-Hades,” Aaren gasped. “N-n-need.”
Hades paused then, pulling his mouth off Aaren’s cock. “What do you need?”
Aaren flopped against the backseat, trying to breathe. “Need to... I d-don’t know. S-Something.”
There was a pause. “Yeah, you’re right. I should stop before you quit functioning for the next few hours.”
Hades huffed, sitting back and wiping his mouth. His pupils were blown in the low light, his chest heaving with each breath. When Aaren fumbled his hands down Hades’ torso, he found Hades rock-hard in his pants, completely wet at the tip.
He had leaked so much precome just from sucking Aaren off.
“You really liked blowing me,” Aaren panted with some surprise.
“Of course,” Hades said hoarsely. “You’re fucking hot. Especially when you yanked on my hair and writhed under me, your hole clenching around my fingers.”
“Oh.” Aaren blushed. “No alpha’s sucked me off before.”
Hades’ mouth fell open. Then he scowled. “Well, their loss. Your pleasure is mine now.”
He wrapped his arm loosely around Aaren’s hips, nuzzling his throat. Aaren squeezed the hard length in Hades’ pants, stroking it from base to tip so he knew just how big his alpha was.
“So big,” Aaren moaned. “Mmm. I want a taste.”
Hades growled. “If I let you taste me right now, I’m not going to want you to stop.”
“But I didn’t have lunch,” Aaren whined. “The least you could do is feed me.” He squeezed Hades again.
“Fuck. You’re insatiable, aren’t you? I gave you multiple screaming orgasms, and you still want more.”
“I want your cock. You didn’t give that to me.”
A low growl erupted out of Hades. “Fine. Just a taste, just the tip.”
Aaren reached into Hades’ sweatpants with a happy sound, closing his hand around that hot, silky length.
Hades jerked and swore. When Aaren pulled it out, he found Hades’ tip glistening, completely soaked in precome.
His mouth watered. He leaned in and wrapped his lips around it, licking off that salty wetness. “Mmm!”
Hades’ breath rushed out. “Fuck!”
He pushed Aaren’s head down, shoving his cock deeper into Aaren’s mouth. Aaren would’ve taken him all the way to the back of his throat, except Hades gripped his hair and pulled him off. But not before he shot precome all over Aaren’s tongue.
“Your fucking mouth,” Hades hissed, groaning low in his throat. “That’s all you’re getting. I don’t want to get in trouble with your boss by keeping you out for too long.”
Aaren laughed quietly. “Are you scared of Olson? He yelled at you!”
“I prefer to keep the peace with my Brothers’ mates,” Hades said dryly. He grabbed a pack of wet wipes and began to clean Aaren’s face. “Here, take some and help clean up. I don’t want you to be late.”
Aaren wiped himself down as best as he could, with Hades helping. Then, because Hades’ cock was still jutting out of his pants, Aaren wrapped a slick-covered wet wipe around it, dragging it up and down.
“Fuck!” Hades caught Aaren’s wrist, his cock jerking. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Cleaning you up,” Aaren said innocently. “The wipe was drying out so I got it wet with my slick.”
Hades snarled, lunging forward. Aaren had a split second to worry, before their mouths crashed together and Hades pushed his tongue in.
“You drive me to distraction,” the alpha growled.
“I want to pin you down in my bed and make you scream. Then I want to tuck you into soft clothes and keep you by my side forever.”
Aaren’s heart skipped. “You sound like your Brothers,” he whispered. “Olson told me about them. They’re kind of insane, and so are you.”
Hades snorted, sitting back. “Jag is the only sane one amongst us. He moved next door to a disabled omega and took care of him. Storm crushed on his professor for four years in prison, and went to secretly live in that omega’s apartment the moment he got out.
You’ve met Rex. Sweet alpha, but still a little wild.
We suspect he was modified with some animal DNA and will never be completely human.
Fury... Ha. Fury is his own can of issues. Then there’s me.”
“You’re amazing,” Aaren said.
Hades huffed. “You don’t know me very well.”
“We should get to know each other.”
“Aside from your hole learning my every inch? Yeah, we should.” Hades watched Aaren’s face for a long moment. “I suspect we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other.”
Aaren’s heart fluttered. He wants to see me again.