Page 4 of Spider (Hades Abyss MC #1)

Luciana

I’d never had a man push me away and not take what I offered.

What I’d been told to offer. Not once had I ever been tempted to be with a man just because I wanted him.

I’d never felt desire, not since my father’s lieutenants punished me the first time.

I’d been fifteen and a virgin. After that night, I learned what sorts of monsters lived in this world, and that my father was one of them.

He’d watched as they violated me, listened to me scream and cry for help, and had done nothing but stare at me with a cold gaze.

I shoved those memories aside as I stared at Spider’s cock.

I’d been terrified when I stepped off the jet, worried that my life would be just as bad here, if not worse.

I didn’t know this man, had never heard of him until Mr. VanHorne had said I would live with Spider.

I’d done exactly as I’d been told, and I’d offered myself to him.

Even stripped off my clothes and prepared to do whatever he wanted.

And he’d rejected me. Not because he didn’t find me pretty, but because he had honor and hadn’t wanted to force himself on me.

I licked my lips and leaned forward, taking his cock into my mouth.

He was salty with a hint of musk, but I decided I rather liked it.

I heard him mutter a few curses and his body was so damn tight, but he didn’t pull away.

Placing my hand on his hip, I drew him closer as I swallowed his cock, urging him to fuck my mouth.

At first, I’d only wanted his name as protection.

But now that I’d seen the horror in his gaze over what had been done to me, and his adamant refusal to touch me, I knew that he was a good man.

Honest. Decent. And I needed that. If I were ever to completely belong to someone, I wanted it to be a man like Spider.

I licked and sucked, and it wasn’t long before I felt his fingers loosen my bun and sift through my hair as it tumbled down my back. Spider groaned and I chanced peering up at him. His gaze burned bright with lust and wonder as he stared at me, watched as I took his cock as far as I could.

“Luciana.”

The way he said my name gave me goose bumps.

It was almost reverent, and I wanted to hear him say it again.

I pressed on his hip, urging him to take what he wanted, but he seemed content to let me do the work.

I didn’t know if he worried he would scare me, but the man in front of me no longer made me fear for my future.

It was insane that I could trust him so fast, but I’d stared evil in the face every day of my life.

And this man wasn’t evil. Controlled. Definitely an alpha. But he had a good heart.

Spider was a protector, the type of man I’d dreamed about, yet thought didn’t truly exist.

His cock swelled and he groaned again. “Gonna come, pretty girl. Better pull off.”

I glared up at him in defiance and sucked harder, hollowing my cheeks, and was rewarded a moment later with the hot splash of his cum.

He thrust a few times, filling my mouth and throat with his essence, and I swallowed it down.

A shudder raked his body as he pressed deep, his silver hair brushing my lips as his cock twitched and softened.

I gave him a few more sucks before releasing him.

He might not have the body of a twenty-year old boy, but things like a chiseled abdomen would fade over time. The scars I noticed along his torso spoke of a man strong enough to survive. Like me. I’d survived, but now I wanted to live, and I wanted him to show me how.

“You didn’t have to do that,” he said.

I rose to my feet and hesitated, but he opened his arms and I went to him willingly.

I placed my cheek against his chest, over his heart, and felt it thumping hard.

No one had ever held me, not since I was a little girl.

Not in tenderness anyway. It had been so long since anyone other than my sisters had hugged me, since anyone had shown true affection.

My eyes misted with tears and I held on tighter.

My sisters. If Spider was a good man, then it meant Violeta and Sofia were likely with honorable men, too. We were safe. For now.

“I mean it, Luciana. Sex isn’t part of the agreement.

I’ll claim you, but I don’t expect you to be in my bed.

You can keep your room, live your life. I only ask that if you decide to sleep with another man that you’re discreet and don’t get knocked-up.

It’s no secret I’ve been snipped so any baby other than the one you carry now, the men would know you’d been with someone else. ”

My body tensed and I pulled back to look at him. “Why? I get a free pass to fuck anyone so you can do that same? Was I so terrible at sucking your cock?”

He shut his eyes a moment and when he opened them again, I saw a hint of tenderness, something I doubted he showed many people.

The man I’d first seen at the airstrip, the tough alpha, the stoic guy who looked hard and tough, was likely the side he showed the world.

But this man, the one looking down at me now, it almost felt like this side of him was just for me.

“No. That’s not why, and you know damn well I liked that. I won’t make you feel like a whore, Luciana. I don’t want you to feel obligated to --”

I pressed my fingers to his lips and swallowed hard. I reached down and gripped his hand, then placed it between my thighs. His eyes darkened as he stroked my pussy.

“I don’t get wet for men I don’t desire.” I hesitated only a moment. “In fact, I’ve never gotten wet for a man before. Only for you, Spider.”

And it was the truth. Whenever I’d been ordered to offer myself to a man, I’d made sure to use lube before meeting him.

None of the men in my father’s world cared if a woman enjoyed herself or was a willing participant.

If they’d hurt me, it would have only turned them on more.

Maybe it was insane to be wet and needy right now, after all the horrors I’d faced, but his tender touch, his adamant refusal to do anything he thought might harm me, was the biggest turn-on.

“Luciana, you’ve been horribly abused, physically and sexually.

I’m not sure that… I don’t know that sex is a good idea.

At least, not right now. You need time to heal, to process everything that’s happened.

I’m not saying never. You know I want you.

I couldn’t hide the fact I was hard, and I just came in your damn mouth. ”

My lips twisted a little. “I never have.”

He blinked once. Twice. “Never have what?”

“Come. I’ve never had an orgasm.”

A slow smile spread across his face. “Well, I guess I can’t let that stand, now can I? Doesn’t mean I’m putting my cock inside you, though.”

“Then what…” I squealed as he gripped my waist and lifted me onto the table. I placed my hands on his shoulders to steady myself. Spider pulled the chair over and sank onto it.

“Too fucking old to kneel on this damn wood floor,” he muttered.

Gently, he kissed the scars that marked my belly, hips, and thighs. His beard tickled, but what he was doing, the way he touched me, brought tears to my eyes and made my throat tight.

Other than my eyebrows and the hair on my head, the rest had been removed permanently.

I’d always hated it, hated the way it felt to be bare down there.

Exposed. Until now. Spider traced his tongue along my slit, and I gasped as I leaned back and spread my thighs wider, giving him better access.

No one had ever put their mouth on me before, except for the man who’d bitten me and not in a fun, sexy way.

I still bore the scar on my inner thigh.

They’d always shoved their cocks into me and that was it. They’d get off and be done with me.

For the first time since my body had been marked, I wasn’t ashamed of the scars.

I didn’t feel ugly or degraded. Spider made me feel beautiful and desirable.

He wasn’t using my body as a way to punish me, wasn’t taking what he wanted whether I liked it or not.

He was giving me an incredible gift, and proving yet again that he was different from the other men I’d known.

He held me open and sucked on my clit. I could feel something building, a warm buzz settling under my skin, and a tingling where he’d placed his mouth.

My nipples hardened and my pussy clenched, feeling empty.

Too empty. I needed more. He circled my clit with his tongue before lightly biting down, and it was enough to make me see stars.

The strangled cry that left my lips turned into a wail as he worked the sensitive nub, making my orgasm go on and on.

I was trembling and breathless, my thighs shaking as I felt moisture gather under me.

My cheeks warmed when I realized it was coming from me.

Spider wasn’t finished with me yet, though, and he didn’t stop until I’d come twice more.

He’d given me pleasure unlike anything I’d ever experienced, and yet I still ached, felt like something was missing.

He pushed his chair back, his chest rising and falling with his labored breaths, and I realized he was just as turned-on as I was -- still needed more, just like me.

I eyed his cock, biting my lip when I saw he was hard again.

I eased off the table and straddled him.

Spider’s gaze locked on mine and he slowly shook his head, warning me not to do it, but I’d never been good at listening.

In Colombia, I might have hesitated. With Spider, I knew I wasn’t in any danger.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and lowered myself onto his cock, taking him all the way inside me.

“Luciana.” His tone held a hint of warning, but I ignored it.

“I’m clean, if that’s your concern.”

“I am too, but that doesn’t make this a good idea,” he said.