003.

~Hailey’s POV~

I woke up with a start.

It took me a moment to realize that I had fallen asleep on the floor of the room I had been assigned to earlier and that I had been having an erotic dream there. A blush crept up my face, burning my cheeks in embarrassment as memories of the dream flooded my head.

I had seen myself crying, whimpering, and writhing under Mr Hades’ huge sweat-slicked frame. His fingers had glided across my skin, lighting a wildfire across the surface of my skin, numbing me, soothing my soul, but lighting me with a special kind of flame altogether.

I had closed my eyes, reveling in the wild sensations pulsating through my veins, and winced slightly when a drop of his sweat dropped onto my face.

His warm mouth had circled my breast, sucking, licking, gnawing until I was dissolved in a pool of dripping wetness.

I brought my fingers down slowly between my thighs and sighed in confusion when I felt a wetness down there.

Was it a dream? Was it real? I really didn’t know.

I shook my head vigorously in a bid to shake out the vivid scenes from the wet dream I was previously having of Mr Hades and sighed dejectedly when instead they chose to replay repeatedly in my head.

It shook me to the core, igniting a special warmth in the depth of my soul, and somehow, in a deep twisted part of my heart, I knew I wanted it.

Needed to have him with me. To experience that which I had only experienced in my dreams.

At the same time, I felt weird though because it had never happened. I had never thought of or even imagined having wet dreams of someone, not to mention craving them in reality. He was already doing something to me, something I wasn’t sure of but something I wanted altogether.

I quickly shrugged off thoughts of him though, blaming the hormones and the stupid mate bond we shared for my unruly behavior.

Going through the few clothes in the closet close to the ginormous bathroom, I decided to settle for a loose-fitting dress because the clothes there weren’t my size. I spread it on the bed and went into the bathroom for a bath.

Just as I was done having my bath, I stepped out of the bathroom but froze in my steps when I saw Mr. Hades sitting on the bed like the Angel of death himself. When he saw me, he sat upright and smirked;

“Hey,” and then patting the space close to where he sat, he added; “Come here.”

“No.” I said almost immediately, quickly glancing at the towel still wrapped around my naked body, “I won’t.”

“Why?” He whispered, slowly looking up at me in confusion.

“Nothing.” I replied with a shrug, “I just find it weird having chitchats with you while I’m clad in nothing but a damp towel.” I said sarcastically and frowned immediately when he smiled.

“That shouldn’t be a problem between us, especially—”

“It should!” I snapped, interjecting him quickly, “I know you’re about to talk about me being your mate and whatnot, but I enjoy my privacy! I know you’re all handsome face and drippy veejays but—”

I immediately noticed the shift in his demeanor as soon as the words escaped my lips, and instantly, I knew that I was in for trouble.

In one swift move, he pushed himself out of the bed and began taking small steps toward me. The more he stepped forward, I retaliated by taking a few steps backward.

“You need to watch your tongue, sweetheart, I didn’t spend a fortune to get myself a spitfire!” He drawled, his breath fanning my face.

I gulped in fear when suddenly he pulled me close to him, so close that I could hear the sounds of his heart beating frantically against his chest—

Or maybe it was my heart beating against my chest. I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that I was beyond frightened and there were heartbeats!

Without as much as a preamble, he dipped his head into the hollow space between my neck and my shoulders and inhaled deeply, mumbling something under his breath.

“S-stop please!” I mumbled, pushing myself away from him but he ignored me as he began to pepper open-mouthed kisses to my chin, my neck, my shoulders… and just everywhere I could think of.

“You would be a good girl, Hailey… and do as you’re told.” He drawled into my ears, licking slowly on my earlobe as he spoke. I nodded slowly, shakily, unsure of what to say or what to do.

My train of thought was immediately disrupted when I felt myself being lowered into the bed, causing my towel to slowly fall away from my body.

I couldn’t decide if it was the Mate bond we shared or the adrenaline pumping through my veins that made his touches light a blazing fire on my skin but I knew that I wanted more, needed more. I needed to feel what it was like to be with your mate. To be taken by your mate.

He gently squeezed one of my breasts, absentmindedly playing with one of my nipples until he suddenly picked it up, and popped it into his mouth like a grape. I gasped.

My shallow pants filled the air when I felt his hand stealthily creep up my thighs, slowly but just as he was about to tug at my panties when I heard it. The sound of footsteps approaching. In panic, I jumped away from him.

“What is…” he began to say but stopped when he caught the whiff of something in the air. He shot up from the bed, leaving me there while I anxiously picked up my towel and wrapped it around my body. Thankfully, just as I did that, the door was suddenly pushed open.

However, my jaws practically fell to the floor when two men who looked like splitting images of Hades stepped in. I gasped and so did Hades.

“Hello brother,” one of the men greeted with a smile, and I couldn’t help but frown when my body reacted to him just as it did to Hades.

What the hell? Was he also my mate?

And the last one too?

“I am Chad, Hades' brother, and this is our other brother, Trent.” The man said, ignoring Hades as his attention was riveted to me.

I gulped.