Untouched

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© 2014 Luna Black

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Warning: Sexy God in action during entire chapter; read at your own risk.

A loud thud echoed throughout the room as the passionate-filled couple struggled against each other’s desires. It was flowing through their body like a stream of forbidden and everlasting lust. Hot and desperate; it was almost suffocating.

Ariel gasped, groaning loudly as Hades kissed her mouth ferociously. His lips were sweet yet demanding; there was no tenderness behind his touch. She wasn’t sure she wanted him to treat her like a fragile doll.

What she wanted and desired was something that he was willing to give; a quick reminder that she could still feel something.

Hades grasped her thighs, pushing her into the wall as he continued to assault her mouth with debauched kisses. Wherever he touched her, he left perilous flames behind. She was burning with such a passion that she could barely breathe and although Hades was causing her to be breathless, he was also the only person able to relieve her of her condition.

“Dammit,” he growled against her lips, biting them teasingly as he slid his hand up and down her silk-like skin. She felt so soft and warm underneath him. He craved that feeling, missed it, wanted it.

It had been ten long years that he hadn’t touched a woman the way he was touching Ariel—and now he couldn’t seem to stop himself. He wanted to devour her, strip her of whatever she was offering and even take more.

She was willingly offering herself to him and he was alacritous. There was nothing stopping him, but the thought of not satisfying his sexual beast. Ariel was clearly enough to satisfy whatever he desired, even just by looking at her, one could see how amazing she was, but he was afraid he’d want more.

More. And more. Until there was nothing left to offer and she would want everything he stripped her off, in return.

As if reading his precarious thoughts, Ariel took his cheeks in her hands and stared deep into the hypnotizing eyes she was growing to adore. “Look at me, Hades.”

He breathed harshly, wanting to continue but knowing his fears would stop him. She shook her head, tracing his bottom lip with her thumb and whispered, “Stop overthinking it; I want this. You want this. Let’s just help each other out.”

The doubting God opened his mouth to talk them both out of their zealous affair, but she was a step ahead of his game. “Enough Hades,” Ariel leaned forward, rubbing her front against his rough bulge, her body giving him plenty of promises, “stop thinking about later and just think of now. Lose yourself in the now and we’ll face the later when it comes.”

Hades nodded, capturing her mouth with his and kissed her deeply. They fought for control, for the dominant position that she desperately wanted him to take, but also wanted to tease him for. A sly grin grew on her lips as he growled in complaint and began to rip her shirt off.

Ariel moaned, leaning her head on the wall behind her and curled her fingers in his soft hair. The God growled against her neck in return and in one swift moment slid his hand in her underwear; for someone who hadn’t slept with a woman for years, he surely knew what he was doing.

She gasped, millions of sparks exploding within her as he stared down at her with dark, possessive eyes and began to rock his fingers into her centre. At first a slight pain prickled her core, but as she grew accustomed to the welcomed intruder, a forgotten but loved sensation began to build in her stomach.

Hades stared at her, capturing her gaze with his as he pushed a second finger inside, loving the feel of her tightness. A smirk grew on his lips as he bit down on her bottom lip, making her groan and whimper a low moan.

Her hands wrapped around his shoulders, holding unto him tightly as he pushed a third finger and she writhed in his arms, fighting the urge to scream her pleasure.

Whenever Derick would begin something sexual between them, she’d always end up last, but as Hades bowed his head to lick the tender skin of her throat, she realized that that time would be different.

Her body shook in his arms as a maelstrom of emotions erupted inside her, leaving her limp and breathless in his arms. She arched her back off the wall, tightening her hold around his shoulders and mumbled a long string of incomprehensible words.

He hadn’t even taken her clothes off and she had already experienced an earthshattering örgasm.

Hades grinned mischievously; his blue eyes shining deviously as he slowly slid his fingers from her and surprised her as he popped them in his mouth. Her jaw dropped open as he continued watching her with predatory-like eyes and something dark snapped inside of her. “You are definitely sweet, my Ariel.”

She blushed, biting her bottom lip and gulped. The further they got, the more she’d lose her confidence, it was as if Hades taking control was leaving her dumbfounded. She was used to Derick taking control, but she wasn’t used to wanting to be controlled.

At that moment, she wished for Hades to do with her what he pleased—and he pleased to do with her many things.

Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt and with the blink of an eye, Hades had her pinned down on the carpet, as he pulled his shirt over his head. Her dark green eyes grazed every inch of his godly body, trying to memorize every fine line and inch of muscle he displayed.

Ariel raised her shaking hands, somewhat timidly tracing the hard muscle of his abdominals and counted each square. With one quick movement, she pushed herself from underneath him and straddled his waist, sitting atop him with a wicked grin on her lips.

A ragged breath exploded through his chest as Ariel pressed soft kisses on the eight squares carved unto his stomach. His body seemed like no other; it was strong and every line was so defined it left her breathless.

He was truly a god because only they could be as dangerously beautiful as Hades.

The God growled something underneath his breath, pushing her unto the carpet and pinned her wrists down to prevent her from escaping. It wasn’t like she really wanted to go anywhere.

Light perspiration travelled down his jaw, adding to his ruggedness and his dark hair fell over his eyes. Ariel stared up at him; not believing what was happening between them and was violently snapped away from admiring him when he ripped her underwear off.

Her eyes widened as the splitting of the fabric echoed throughout the room and he chuckled down at her. His voice was deep, sultry and unrecognizable. “They were in my way.”

Ariel nodded, as if in a trance and gasped once he pulled her in for another breathless kiss. His warm tongue swiped her bottom lip, ordering her to open her mouth for him and then he suckled on her lips hungrily.

She tasted sweet like fruit and he was becoming addicted to her taste. She had become his very own aphrodisiac. He tangled his fingers in her hair, biting her lips and quickly removed his pants.

Ariel closed her eyes, tilting her head away from his lips as he began to kiss her with his tongue down her neck. Her eyes were half-opened, but she could make out the upside down furniture and recognized it as her own room.

How they arrived there was a mystery that she did not necessarily want to uncover at the moment.

She could only focus on how amazing it felt when Hades would swipe his tongue down her neck and suckle hard enough to leave love bites behind. She didn’t care what marks he left behind as long as they were pleasurable and so far everything he had done had been fantastic.

Hades looked down at her as he rid himself of his boxers and lowered his body over hers. His warm hands cupped her breasts and she whimpered under his touch. It was gentle, but domineering all at the same time. It was making her go frenetic with tangled emotions.

“You will not get any sexually transmitted diseases from me,” he whispered near her breast before slowly brushing his lips against them, “or bear a child from me; for I am a sterile god.”

A frown grew on her features but before she could question him on the subject, a gasp escaped her lips. He had not warned her about their joining, but once he entered her, she felt as if though he almost ripped her in half.

He wasn’t monstrously oversized, but his package would put any erotic film star to shame. It was thick and long and definitely reaching all the right places.

Ariel squealed, shutting her eyes in pain and covered her face. Hades grimaced, almost collapsing on her from the extreme sensation he was feeling and tried to let her accommodate to his length.

“Just,” she hissed through gritted teeth, “move!”

He didn’t abide to her command, knowing that she was in pain from the intrusion, but it was almost killing him. Persephone hadn’t even been that tight their wedding night and she had cried like the virgin, he knew she wasn’t.

Yet the young woman underneath him simply had her jaw clenched and her eyes shut tightly as she breathed in deeply. Her eyes snapped open and she tightened her fingers on his muscled forearms. “Move!”

“You are hurting,” he grunted, losing the last bits of restraint he had left. He couldn’t explain how amazing it felt to be so intimate with her. It was tearing him apart how marvellous it felt to be with a woman and not be able to ravage her like he was dreaming on doing.

Ariel glared up at him, digging her nails into his shoulders and hissed, “I am literally lying almost naked underneath you because I want you to do this; the least you could do is fück me like you mean it!”

Hades’ eyes flashed a dark colour, losing the millimetre of restraint he had left and they both moaned once he began to thrust his hips forward. Ariel grabbed tightly unto him, letting her head tilt backwards and gave herself to him.

He grabbed unto her legs, pushing them further apart as he began to rock her hips into hers with such speed, she almost lost feeling in her legs. It was like a white hot fire was burning inside her, overtaking any emotion she had left.

Her mind went blank as she could only concentrate on Hades masculine physique towering over hers as he slammed his hips into hers. Her hand knocked down on the carpet and she curled her feet as mind-blowing sensations burst in her.

The harder Hades pushed into her, the louder she’d moan and gasp his name. A liquid fire of lust and unknown emotions rushed throughout them as they continued their joining, whispering dark obscenities in each other’s ears.

Hard long kisses were exchanged along with sweat, which was the only separation between their bodies, along with the mediocre bit of clothing they had left on. Her white bra was halfway off and her shirt had caught around her arm, but they continued ravaging each other like wild animals.

“Shĭt,” Ariel gasped, almost passing out by how powerful the passion was. She breathed in quickly, trying to help the flow of oxygen through her lungs and somehow wished that she could stop everything just to concentrate on the blissful feeling Hades was bringing her.

Breathing included.

Hades growled in a language she could not recognize, sounding hotter than anything she’s heard before and he bit down on her shoulder, wanting to keep his pleasured grunts just for them to hear.

The savage couple completely forgot about the rest of the personnel in the castle. At that moment, even the dead could hear them and Hades couldn’t care less.

Her nails ran down his back, leaving long red marks against his white creamy coloured skin. “Just…” she groaned, wrapping her legs around his waist tightly, “a little…harder!”

And he surrendered to her wishes.

“God,” she moaned, “right there!”

The ardent and passionate joining for them felt like hours, but in reality they had only spent ten minutes together—and they had been spent extremely well.

Hades grunted loudly, leaning his forehead against her chest as he exploded inside her and left her shuddering in his arms. As if they had put their bodies in sync, they reached their climax at the same time, moaning each other’s name and words that they could not understand—and chose not to listen.

Loud ragged breaths echoed through the room as Hades pulled away from her and fell on his side. His chest rose rapidly as he tried to regain control of his breathing and Ariel watched him silently.

There were many words to describe him, but the only one she could think of at the moment was: beautiful. Well, there were a plethora of words she could definitely use to describe him, but that was the only non-sexual one she could think of.

A yawn escaped her lips and Hades turned to look at her, he grabbed the comforter from her bed and pulled it down to wrap it around her. She snuggled into his side, placing her head on his chest and slid her leg in between his.

“Not so bad for a man who hasn’t slept with anyone over a decade.”

The God chuckled, shaking his head and wheezed a laugh. “You are something else, little Ariel.”

“I’m not that little,” she muttered, butterflies wreaking havoc inside her as she realized what they had just done. Not only had they just finished fücking, but it had been the best sex of her entire life!

Aphrodite definitely wasn’t lying; and that was only the beginning.

“So,” she said after a couple of seconds of silence, “are you going to let Hermes give me a tour of the Underworld?”

Hades was quiet for a bit and with a monotone voice, replied. “Why would you want him to give you a tour? It’s my kingdom.”

Ariel laughed, entwining her fingers with his and places a soft kiss to his jaw. “He offered to give me one, King Jelly. Besides, I know you’re busy with your kingly duties and whatnot.”

“I’m never too busy to show off my riches,” he muttered, clearly disappointed that she hadn’t asked him for a tour of his home, “and I am not ‘jelly’.”

“Fine,” she rolled her eyes, a small smile grazing her lips, “you give me the tour then. But I have to let him know right now; I left him alone with Adrianne and he seemed to catch quite the liking towards her.”

Hades watched silently as she sat up and fixed her shirt, not really caring about his nephew’s rendezvouses as long as they didn’t involve any her. His eyes returned to their normal colour, but pain flashed across them as he noticed the red marks on her back. He gently touched her back, startling and he sat up to press soft kisses to them.

“I hurt you,” he whispered.

Ariel rolled her eyes, ignoring the now gigantic butterflies in her stomach and straddled his lap as she bit his bottom lip sexily. “It was a good kind of pain.”

He gave a light chuckle, placing his hands on her waist and said, “Oh really?”

“Yes really,” she winked down at him, laughing out sultrily, “I might just want you to do it again when I get back.”

Before she stood up, Hades cupped her cheeks and kissed her tenderly; the second soft kiss they had—and first of many. “Then you better hurry.”

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Chapter Summary: Ariel & Hades get down and dirty and they flirt a bit when she asks if he’ll allow Hermes to give her a tour of the Underworld; he gets jealous and she tells him just to give her the tour.

Welp, I cut this chapter short because I wanted to write, but I was tired and this was as far as I got. Hopefully y’all liked it :3 it wasn’t as great as I saw it in my head but it wasn’t bad enough for me to not publish it. The next chappie focuses a bit more on Hermes & Adrianne and I will also begin explaining Ariel’s curse. Or not, I might get another idea and yeh. I feel so disorganized right now because I lost the notebook that had all of the chapter summaries written down on and now I’m just going off by the bits I remember. It sucks poop >.<

Anything you’d like to see in the next chapter? And please don’t ask me to update again, I updated in less than 24 hours; that’s a record breaker for me. Hopefully the next steamy scene is written way better haha this was definitely not my best /.\ sorry!

On the side is a picture of Adrianne a.k.a Astrid Berges-Frisbey; she’s so adorable!

xx Luna Black xx