Page 2 of Hades

I don’t warn her. I don’t give her a second to adjust. I just start fucking her the way she begged me to ten minutes ago at the bar.

“Oh god, yes,” she screams out, but it’s so fake.

She sounds like a porn star, but a bad one. The kind that makes you laugh as your dick deflates. It takes everything in me to keep pounding into her.

She mutters my name between her fake moans, trying to look sultry for me as she attempts to look over her shoulder at me.

“Tell me how bad you wanted to fuck me,” I tell her.

“So bad. I have been dreaming about it since I met you.”

I glance at my watch. Remi will be here any minute.

“Face forward,” I demand.

Moaning, she does as I ask, arching her body even more.

“I am going to need you to come for me in a few minutes, but not until I tell you.”

“Yes, Hades.”

“And when you do, you scream out my name. Let the whole clubhouse know who is fucking you.”

She moans at my words, her pussy actually fluttering around me. This sick bitch is getting off on the fact that she is fucking me. I’m not even trying to make it pleasurable for her. I only need her to put on a show for my brother.

I hear the knock and know it’s him.

“All right, be a good girl and come,” I say before I call out, “Come in.”

The door opens as she screams out the most pitiful fake orgasm I’ve ever heard. Then she pants my name.

“Oh, Hades. Fuck, Hades. You do it so much better than Remi. Fuck me, Hades.”

I’m not paying attention to her, though. My eyes are on Remi as I continue to thrust into her. At first he’s confused. Then hurt. He settles on anger, though.

Within the space of a few seconds, he pulls me off of Becky, punching me square in the jaw.

“How could you?” he says as he wails on me.

I don’t fight back. Why would I? I caused this. I deserve it, but Becky won’t be getting off scot-free.

She’s now sitting on the bed, her eyes wide as she realizes what happened. She knows she fucked up. She had hoped I wouldn’t tell my brother for fear of ruining that relationship.

She doesn’t know that Remi is the most important person in my life, and I would rather he hate me than be stuck with a leech like her. It’s the sacrifice I am willing to make.

Big Dog and Maverick come in and pull Remi off of me.

“Remington, stop. You’re going to kill him.”

Remi looks at me, hatred in his eyes. “I wish I had killed him when he was in the womb. He’s a fucking traitor.”

I stand slowly as I spit blood out to the side.

“You heard her. She knew who I was. There’s no making excuses for her anymore. She’s a fucking whore who is using you. You wouldn’t listen to reason, so I had to make you fucking see,” I growl.

“You had to make me see by fucking my girl?”

Maverick and Big Dog look at me, disappointed. I get it. I broke a cardinal rule. I wouldn’t be surprised if I lose my patch.