Down below

Chapter 53. xxx

Hades was secured to a sort of metal cartwheel, blindfolded, his ankles and wrists secured firmly to the machine, his limbs spread out in an X. He was naked, his chest and thighs covered in bruises and welts, some of them bleeding with several bite marks on his neck. He was panting, his head hanging low, his erection visible. Lestat walked into the frame, throwing a riding crop on the floor.

»Why would I ever want to fuck someone like you, hmm?« Lestat said in a smooth, velvety voice, caressing his face gently. »Your own wife ran off to lie with God knows how many others. It seems to me you're not worthy of anybody's time. You're not so majestic after all. Tell me, did you watch her fuck?«

Hades let out a low, menacing growl, so Lestat punched him in the face.

»Answer me.«

»Yes.«

»Yes, what?« Lestat snapped, pinching his nipples cruelly.

»Yes, my liege.«

»Did you get hard watching your wife fucking someone else?«

»No. I hated it.«

»Why didn't you do something about it?«

»I promised her I wouldn't. I'm a man of my words. Otherwise Asgard would have one less potential heir by now.«

Lestat hummed and picked up the crop, walking behind Hades, then struck him several times, making him moan.

»That's for you being a pathetic loser. You disgust me. I can barely look at you.«

A silent moan spilled from Hades' lips and Lestat walked around to face him, shaking his head at the sight of his precum leaking. Loki was utterly shocked. Who would have thought that the King of the Underworld was so into being belittled and dominated?

»Don't you dare to come without my approval, Your Majesty, or I will make sure you won't be able to walk straight, so that your wife knows what a little bitch you are.«

»Fuck, you're good at this.« Hades whispered, aroused, but regretted it instantly when Lestat tore into his neck, drinking his blood. »I'm sorry, my liege.«

»Oh, you will be, pet.«

He pulled out something from his pocket and stepped to Hades. Loki had to wait until Lestat moved to see that it was a bright red cock ring. The vampire was now spreading lube on his right hand with a weird expression on his face that was dancing between borderline psychotic and engrossed. He stood in front of Hades, driving his index finger lazily up his shaft that twitched under his gentle touch.

»Are you ready for your punishment, pet?«

»Yes, my liege.« Hades replied.

»Do you know why you're being punished?«

»Because I disrespected you.«

»Good boy.« Lestat purred, running his lubed hand up Hades' length, his palm twisting over his tip in slow, tantalizing motions. »And?«

»I'm...not sure what else, my liege.«

»Well, if my memory serves, you keep begging me to fuck you even though I made it crystal clear in the very beginning that I wouldn't.«

Lestat took his blazer off and started to unbutton his shirt. Loki's face began to burn. He wanted to look away, but his eyes were glued to the laptop's screen and he watched the now half-naked vampire stand behind Hades, feeling his sculpted chest and abs with his hands.

»I couldn't help myself. You are truly exquisite.« Hades gasped.

Lestat's hands halted for a second then raked his nails slowly down his chest, making him arch his back in pleasure and pain.