Hades Pain (Devils Riot MC Book 6)

by E. C. Land

  “Hades, baby, you’re back. Come join us,” Nikki calls out from my bed.

  “What the fuck?” Emerson shoots a glare at the two whores in my bed then up at me. “I’m out of here,” she says as she turns to leave.

  “Hang on a damn second,” I growl, grabbing her wrist, stopping her from taking even a step.

  “Why? You seem to have everything you need here,” she bites out.

  “I don’t know what’s goin’ on here, babe, but I sure as hell haven’t been with either of these bitches since before everything,” I inform her.

  “It’s blatantly obvious what’s been happening here. I mean, your room smells like a whorehouse right now, and you’re gonna stand there telling me that you haven’t been with either of those nasty snatches since you’ve been home. I highly doubt that,” she grits out, throwing an arm in the direction of the bed.

  “Come on, Hades. Miss Uptight Pussy can’t handle all that you are. Let Nikki and I do it for you,” Susie Cue purrs out as she spreads her legs apart, putting her pussy on display. Being a guy, of course, I look at the view, which ends up being my mistake ‘cause Emerson takes that moment to snatch her wrist away.

  “You might as well go join twat one and two since you seem to be enjoying the view so much,” she yells, yanking the door open and storming out.

  Fuck my life. Running my hands through my hair, I look at the two women in my bed. “You have one minute to get the fuck out of my bed before I toss your naked asses out on the street. Do another stunt like this, and you’re fuckin’ out,” I growl at them before going after my woman.

  Getting to the main room, I don’t see her.

  “Where did she go?” I roar, becoming pissed by the second that she is running from me yet again.

  “What’s going on now?” Thorn asks as he hands his daughter, Anna- Leigh, over to Lynsdey, who is also holding their son, Bud.

  “Emerson. She stormed out of my room after finding two clubwhores in my bed,” I tell him.

  “What the hell, Hades?” Lynsdey whisper yells.

  “Baby, don’t,” Thorn tells his ol’ lady.

  “Oh, no, you don’t. I mean, I’m upset with her, but I completely understand why she’d be pissed about finding two skanks in the room of the man who’s put a claim on her,” she says.

  “I haven’t done shit with them. I don’t even know how they got into my room. But right now, I don’t have time to worry about that shit. I gotta find my ol’ lady,” I say, running my hands through my hair yet again.

  “She didn’t come this way. Maybe check Gadget and Dragon’s room. She might have gone to her sister,” Lynsdey suggests.

  “Are you talking about Emerson?” My sister’s voice draws my attention from the hallway to the rooms.

  “Yeah, you see her?” I ask Ally calmly.

  “Yep, she went out the backdoor. I don’t know what you did, Hayden, but that woman looked miserable,” Ally says quietly. Since being here, she’s been trying to accustom herself to the real world. From what I’ve learned from her, she’s rarely seen anything of it besides going to rundown grocery stores with a guard.

  “Fuck,” I grumble under my breath as I turn without another word to anyone. I gotta catch up with her before she does something stupid. Like calling Ricochet. Or worse, Gold.

  13

  Emerson

  How could I be so stupid? To think I really wanted to believe in Hades. That he could be with only me. Yeah, go figure, stupid me. Slamming out of the backdoor, I move off toward the side, heading to the parking lot. Only to realize I don’t have my car or keys with me.

  “Great, just my freakin’ luck,” I mumble under my breath. What am I gonna do now?

  I could go back in there and face the wrath of my sister and the rest of the women inside or start walking. Shit, I don’t want to do either. I just want to be left alone.

  Moving to the side of the clubhouse, I sit down, pulling my legs up to my chest and wrapping my arms around them. Why does everything in my life seem to always go wrong?

  Maybe I should take Ricochet’s offer and move up to New York. It would be somewhere; no one knows me. I could start a new life. Only thing, though, is I’d not only be leaving my family behind but my heart as well. I’m hurt seeing those cunts in Hades’ bed, the very bed I laid in for so many nights. My stomach turns at the thought of Hades laying in that bed with them, letting them do things to him I’ve only ever dreamed of.

  Staring off into space, I’m startled when Hades’ legs come into my view.

  “Precious, you and this running has got to stop,” he murmurs as he squats down to face me.

  “It’s what I do best.” Shrugging, I look away from him. I don’t need him to see the pain I know is radiating from my eyes.

  “Babe, look at me.”

  Shaking my head, I close my eyes.

  I hear him sigh and move, then feel his legs surrounding either side of me. “Emerson, I didn’t do shit with those two bitches in my room. I haven’t been with anyone nor wanted to be with anyone besides you since the day you and Connors came to stay at the clubhouse,” he says quietly as he cups my cheeks.

  Slowly opening my eyes, I glance into his eyes, finding nothing but sincerity in them. As much as my heart wants to believe him, my head is all over the place.

  “How about we go back inside and talk?” he asks.

  “I’m not going back in there,” I whisper.

  “Babe, you gotta believe me.”

  “I do. Well, I want to, at least.”

  “Then what’s the problem?”

  “Other than the fact that you had two whores in the very bed I slept in night after night, worried and scared? Everyone hates me. I’m the reason you were taken then tortured for well over a month. They don’t want me here. Every time anyone looks at me, it’s either with pity or anger. I’m not welcome here. Doesn’t matter that my sister is with Gadget and Dragon. Or the fact I’ve been somewhat friends with all the women before they met their men. I’m nothing but a joke. Honestly, you should just drop me now,” I cry out, tears freely streaming down my face.

  “Precious, let me set that bullshit you just spewed straight right fuckin’ now. One, you are not a joke. In fact, you’re the most important person in my life next to my sister. Two, if you’d given me a chance to talk to you when I finally got home, you’d have found out those men wanted me regardless of whether you were with me or not. Three, as for the women being angry with you, that’s complete bullshit. They love you. Especially your sister. No one here pities you. I don’t know where you get the idea of that, but fuck, baby, you are a part of this club as much as I am. We’re family,” Hades states firmly. “Now as for the clubwhores in my room, they will be dealt with. How about we go check into a hotel for the night, spend time one-on-one, order room service, and talk. Tomorrow, I’ll get the prospects to throw out the bed, burn the sheets, and clean my fuckin’ room. That way, you don’t have to worry about whether anyone else has been in a bed I will only be sharing with you.”

  “Okay,” is all I can get out.

  Without another word, Hades stands and holds a hand out for me to take. Putting my hand in his, he draws me into him and wraps both arms around my waist.

  “You don’t know how much you mean to me, Emerson. You’re my woman, and I’ll do anything to take the pain I’m seeing in your eyes away,” he says, placing a gentle kiss on my lips.

  Sighing, I lean into his touch, wanting more. Yet, my head is screaming at me not to believe him. Words are meaningless without the actions to follow.

  My heart, on the other hand, is telling my head to shut the hell up and let me simply be happy with Hades for once. All I’ve ever felt since the first time I met him is pain, and I’d love nothing more than to finally feel loved.

  No one other than Steph has given that to me and it’s something I desperately want to feel.

  When it feels like my mind is caving, I tilt my head back to look at Hades. “Let’s go,” I wh
isper.

  14

  Emerson

  By the time we make it to the hotel room, I’m exhausted. Both physically and mentally. With all that’s happened recently, let alone today, who could blame me. Emotions are a bitch to deal with sometimes. Who am I kidding? They’re a bitch all the time.

  “Why don’t you take a shower, baby, while I order us something to eat,” Hades suggests, running a hand along my side gently.

  “Sounds good to me. I could use a shower and sleep. Lots and lots of sleep. I feel like I haven’t slept in so long, I could probably sleep a week,” I mutter more to myself than anyone.

  “Babe, you want to sleep a week, I’ll be right beside you.” Chuckling, Hades moves to the side of the bed. Kicking off his boots, he gets in and leans back against the headboard. With one hand behind his head, Hades pulls out his phone with the other.

  Damn, the man looks good. I mean really good.

  “Shower, babe,” he says with a smirk on his face.

  Turning on my heels, I all but run to the bathroom. The feelings he draws out of me excite me yet scare me, too. I’ve wanted him for so long, and even with seeing those skanks in his bed earlier, it doesn’t affect my body’s reaction to him.

  Shaking my head, I strip out of my clothes and turn the water on hot. I probably could use a cold shower to bring my libido down, but I can’t stand the idea of freezing water hitting my body. Running my hands over my stomach, I let my hand drift lower between my legs and stroke my clit. Closing my eyes, I envision that it is Hades’ fingers toying with me like he did in the field mere hours ago. Moving further down, I sink a finger inside, thrusting it in and out slowly, bringing myself closer to climaxing.

  “Damn, that’s one beautiful sight,” Hades rasps, causing me to screech. I would have fallen on my ass if he hadn’t been standing so close when he spoke up. How did I not hear the door open, or for that matter, see him standing there naked?

  Oh, that’s right. My eyes were closed, envisioning him fingering me.

  “What are you doing?” I ask as he steps into the shower.

  “I’m not about to pass up having you naked in the shower and moaning at the touch of your finger, babe. Especially when I know it’s me you’re thinking about,” he says while trailing the tips of his fingers along my lower back before cupping my ass in the palms of his hands.

  “How do you figure I was thinking about you? I mean, unless you’re a mind reader, you can’t possibly know who I was envisioning in my head.”

  “Oh, baby, I don’t have to be a mind reader to know exactly who you want fucking this tight little pussy,” he murmurs against my lips as he shifts one hand between my legs and thrusts two fingers deep inside me.

  Moaning out, I wrap my hands around his neck, drawing his mouth to mine. When I open my mouth, Hades takes control, diving his tongue into my mouth as he continues to fuck my pussy slowly with his fingers. With each stroke, he brings me closer and closer to coming.

  I want to scream when he stops and removes his fingers. We’re both panting for breath. “Fuck, Precious, I need in that pussy,” he groans, placing his hands on my hips.

  “Then what are you waiting for,” I ask breathlessly.

  “Didn’t want our first time to be in the shower, but fuck if I’ll wait another minute.” Gripping my hips, he lifts me and I wrap my legs around him.

  As he presses me against the tile wall, I shiver at the cool sensation. Excitement fills me at the realization that it’s finally happening.

  “This is gonna hurt at first, baby,” Hades says as he gently places kisses on my lips. Reaching between us, he lines himself up and slowly thrusts upward. Unable to take it any longer, I plunge downward on his next thrust, taking him all the way to the hilt.

  I scream out at the pain, yet it’s a pleasurable pain that I don’t want to stop.

  “Fuck, I was trying to be gentle here,” he mutters through clenched teeth, his fingers digging into my hips.

  “I don’t want gentle. I don’t need slow. What I need is for you to fuck me. Fuck me the way I’ve dreamed of for so long. I want you to take me as if this were our last day togeth—” I don’t even get the rest of my demand out before he slams his mouth on mine and begins to fuck me the way I need him to.

  Lifting my mouth from his, I scream out in pleasure. “Hades!”

  “Babe, you don’t call me Hades when I’ve got my dick deep inside you,” he grinds out.

  Blinking, I look into his eyes. “Hayden,” I whisper his real name.

  “Yeah, Emmy,” he murmurs right before slamming his mouth back down on mine. Using my fingers, I grip his shoulders and scream out yet again as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt consumes me.

  “Hayden,” I scream as he thrusts vigorously into my pussy, prolonging my orgasm.

  “Shit, I can’t hold back, baby,” he says, and I can feel his dick twitching as he continues to thrust sporadically. “Fuck,” he roars out as he stills himself, holding me down on his dick as he comes deep inside me.

  Panting, I lift my hands from his shoulders to cup his cheeks. “I love you, Hayden,” I say, tears filling my eyes. I probably shouldn’t have said that, but my heart is in an overload of joy and happiness at finally having just the smallest piece of this man.

  “Precious,” he sighs, placing his forehead to mine. “You don’t know how much you fuckin’ mean to me. I don’t just love you, baby. You’re the only reason I survived hell and was able to come back sane. Emerson, I mean it when I say this. You are my whole damn world. I’d die without you in it.”

  Holy shit! Did he just say I was his whole world?

  “Now, let’s get dried off, eat, and then I intend to spend the rest of the night showing you just how true my words are,” he says as he lowers me to my feet.

  My heart leaps for joy, and my body begins to hum at his words. I can hardly wait to spend the rest of the night in his arms.

  Maybe my luck is finally changing and I can be truly happy.

  15

  Hades

  “I love you,” Emerson sighs, peering down at me as she straddles my waist, taking me deep within her. Smiling, I lean up to brush my lips across hers only to touch air. Panic fills me. I jump out of bed.

  “Emerson,” I call out, looking for her.

  Laughter fills my ears as the room turns dark. “I told you she was one of the chosen ones. Just like that whore of a sister you have.” Charles’s voice fills my ears.

  “You stay away from her,” I say before screaming out Emerson’s name again.

  “She tastes good, my pet. I can’t wait to have my cock deep inside her as I make her bleed.”

  “You motherfucker, it’s me you want, not her. Leave her out of this,” I roar, trying to find my way through the darkness.

  Charles’s laughter is all I can hear. Where the fuck is the light? I need to save Emerson.

  “Oh Hades, Hades, Hades, you were to be nothing but my pet. Emerson, however, was always the one we wanted. Well, her and that other girl in that club of yours. She will be ours as well. Maybe I’ll torture you by fucking all three of my chosens in front of you,” he cackles in amusement.

  I jolt into a sitting position, panting to catch my breath, sweat drenching my body. Fuckin’ hell, that’s the first nightmare I’ve had since Ally and I escaped Charles’s grasp.

  I glance down next to me and can feel myself starting to relax. Laying there with her hand resting on her cheek is Emerson. She looks so peaceful in her sleep, I don’t want to wake her.

  Glancing at the clock on the bedside table, I grimace at the realization I’d only just passed out maybe two hours ago. I’d kept Emerson up into the early hours of the morning, showing her with my body just how much she means to me.

  Fuckin’ hell, that dream felt so damn real. What I don’t get, though, is who the other girl is? Was that something he’d mentioned previously during one of his torture sessions?

  Knowing I won’t be able to get back to sleep,
I climb out of bed and head for the shower. Turning the water on, I step under the spray, letting the cold blast hit my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I try to shake the feeling of dread away. There’s something about that dream that’s really fuckin’ with my head.

  At the feel of gentle hands wrapping around my stomach and the press of Emerson’s lips to my back, I’m able to breathe.

  “Why aren’t you asleep, Precious?” I ask quietly, turning in her arms to face her.

  “I didn’t feel you next to me and I was cold,” she says shyly while blushing.

  “Well, we don’t need you to be cold now, do we?” Pulling her flush against my body, I slam my mouth down on hers.

  Keeping my mouth fused to hers, I lift her into my arms before reaching behind me to turn the shower off. I stop kissing her long enough to step out of the shower, dripping wet and move to our room to lay her on the bed.

  “Are you sore, baby?”

  “No.”

  “Good,” I murmur and kiss my way down her chest and stomach in search of the pussy I can’t get enough of.

  Settling her legs on my shoulders, I glance up at Emerson’s face to find her leaning up on her elbows. With my eyes still on hers, I run my tongue along her slit right before latching onto her clit. Her moans fill my ears as she throws her head back. My woman loves having her pussy eaten.

  “Oh, God,” she cries out. I thrust two fingers inside her while nipping at her clit. I can feel her already close to coming with just a brief touch. Moving from her clit, I remove my fingers and begin devouring her pussy with my mouth.

  When Emerson comes, I sink one of my fingers into her ass, causing her to come even harder on my tongue.

  As she begins to come down from her orgasm, I remove my finger. Keeping her legs on my shoulders, I move until my dick is lined up with her entrance. In one thrust, I sink deep inside her. I don’t give her time to adjust. I need to fuck her now. No, I need to fuckin’ own her. Body and soul.