Page 50 of Seeking Hades' Ember

Waking up the following day, I kept hearing mumbling. It was growing louder and was starting to wake me up. I tried concentrating on the sound, but it was hard to make out until it came in loud and clear.

Ember!

I stuck my finger in my ear to shake it while Hades was lying next to me. He had no shirt on, and I was too nervous to check underneath. Too caught up looking at Hades' body, I forgot about all the mumbling.

The sheets were so low I could see the perfect V-line. My heart skipped a beat as I felt warm arms wrap around my waist. His abs flexed, only making me giddy.

"You know, it isn't polite to stare." Covering my face with my hands, I made a little squeal until he threw me back on the bed. His face went into my neck, and he planted warm, wet kisses. A little bite almost had me mewling. "Let's get you fed; I don't need you getting weak on me again." Hades climbed over me and got out of the bed. IN THE NUDE.

His glorious butt was on display, and I just got an eyeful! My virgin eyes!

I gasped loudly, picked up the pillow, and shoved my face in it. "You can't do that!" I yelled into it while I heard him laughing. Hades tried to come take the pillow, but I shook my head along with it. "Pants, pants!" I mumbled, and his laughter got louder.

"You will see it sooner or later," he chided as I heard him walk into the bathroom. With a click of the door, I jumped out of bed and got dressed quickly, making sure to put on a set of good underwear and pants. I can't make it so easy for him, I giggled as I forced a pair of skinny jeans on.

Putting on a pair of sandals and a mint-green shirt, I saw Blaze sleeping in the laundry basket with his tail smoking where his flame should be. That's going to make everything stink! "Blaze!" I sang, trying to wake him up, but he wouldn't budge. Picking him up, I cradled him to my chest until he started to stir. "Did you sleep well, my little flame?" I cooed as his eyes lit up.

Hopping on my shoulder, Blaze got comfortable and curled up in my neck. I left the closet, and Hades was standing in his black boxer briefs heading straight towards me after leaving the bathroom. I stopped and stared a bit too long, and his deep chuckle reverberated between my thighs. "I'm going to go brush my teeth!" I squeaked as I ran to the bathroom to shut the door. His laugh could be heard in the bathroom, and it made me smile that much more. Hades could be such a wonderfully happy person, and I was excited to see more of him as we grew closer.

Brushing my teeth, I felt a cramp coming from my stomach; it had me double over for a moment. I grunted as the pain subsided and continued to brush. Blaze poked my cheek with his little paw to question me. "I'm just hungry, fella. I'm used to eating bigger meals now."

Cleaning up, I headed back out of the bathroom for a waiting Hades to escort me to the dining room.

As we began eating, Hades started talking business with Ares and Vulcan; since Hades hasn't been tending to his duties, he had to appoint several demons to do some of his jobs. Two were taking his place, one that would handle Tartarus and the other would be at the Fields. I couldn't imagine working in Tartarus, but Hades said it wasn't where he needed to go often unless to blow off steam or punish someone who hurt me. My eyes grew wide, and he grabbed my hand to kiss it.

"No one will ever touch what is mine, may it be before me or right now, never." I hid the blush by turning away, but he grabbed my waist to have me turn and kiss him. "Stop, people are staring!" Several male demons looked on with amusement until Hades sent off a glare that could set them ablaze.

He continued talking in some sort of code; let's face it, I'm not stupid. Something was going on in some Celestial Kingdom, and people were missing. I didn't know who or why but I'm sure I could figure it out when I give him an excellent pouty lip later.

Picking up my fork to shove another mouthful of eggs in my mouth, I felt the awful cramp again. It singed my insides as I started to rub my stomach feverishly. Trying to be discreet, I put the eggs in my mouth and concentrated on the intricate pattern on the plate. A demon walked up to fill my glass with more apple juice and stopped abruptly and didn't move. I looked at him, knowing this might be a mistake because Hades does not like demons looking at me. I braced for him to burst into flames.

Hades, however, was still talking, but the demon's eyes met mine. Fire blazed in them as he dropped the glass pitcher to the floor. I stood up to back away, bumping into Hades. "What's the meaning of this?" Hades barked at the demon.

"M-my Lord!" he bowed, but sweat was beading between his horns. He took a knee and placed his head on the floor.

"Spit it out!" Hades snapped again as I put my hand on his shoulder.

"I smell fresh blood, My Lord." Hades’ head whipped to me and started lifting my shirt for signs of damage.

"Stop!" I yelled, frustrated, but my stomach began to hurt again. Hades was becoming furious as he flung his chair back with a loud crash to the ground.

"You are bleeding!" he spoke, concerned as I shook my head.

"N-no," I faltered. "I didn't cut myself." Hades continued to look at my hands and arms when the worst thing possible popped into my head.

"Oh, dear," I whispered as I bolted from the room. Hades was yelling for me to come back, and dishes were breaking on the floor. I wouldn't be surprised if the whole table was broken right now. All I could think about was getting out of there and hiding in the nearest bathroom.

Hades

"Jillian! Come back!" I yelled too harshly. I took our plates and threw them on the floor. Fuck, seeing her back running away from me hit me like an arrow to the heart. Why the hell was she running? I gripped the table and threw one more pitcher of apple juice on the floor, something that was Jillian's favorite but fuck she isn't here to drink it!

Ares had his hands back away from the table, mouth agape with a large amount of food. The god acted like he is a damn barbarian. He should be off parading around some war than keep his sorry ass here. Vulcan had his elbow propping up his head while snickering.

"Care to enlighten us?"

Vulcan sat up and pushed his chair away from the table."Sure! But you aren't gonna like it." Vulcan walked out of the room and grabbed the first aid kit in the kitchen he had installed for Jillian. I would have never thought of it if it weren't for him. "You are going to need this." He pushed it to my chest.

"The fuck is wrong with her, you prick?" I growled.

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