Marilyn was nervous, and she had every reason to be.

Not long ago, she was crying over the fact that her young master had been sent out without her.

When her elder sister told her she wouldn't be allowed to accompany him on this trip, Marilyn felt as if her role as his shadow was slipping away.

She hardly ever showed herself before the Matriarch unless called, but her fear and insecurity pushed her to break that rule. At breakfast, she had asked whether she had done something wrong or if she was being replaced.

The Matriarch told her it wasn't like that. Her young master simply had to finish this mission on his own.

Since then, Marilyn had spent her days staring into the distance, waiting.

She trusted his strength, yet the thought of not being by his side, watching over him, making sure he was safe, gnawed at her from the inside out.

It wasn't just duty that drove her. She had grown up with a vow never to let anything happen to him.

And now, he was in danger.

His core was overheating, and without help, his awakening could badly damage him.

The only person who could save him now was her.

"You can do this. Don't hesitate, and remember what's at stake," her elder sister said as she helped Marilyn dry off after her bath.

The raven-haired girl nodded firmly and slipped into a robe.

She had to do this.

Her sister led her to the room built for this very day, this very moment.

It was wide, with a large pool in the center and a bed in the corner.

*Kriik*

The doors shut behind her as she stepped inside.

Her Lord lay on the bed.

Completely bare.

Even without approaching, she could already feel her body heat rise.

"You can do this," she whispered to herself, steadying her heart as she moved toward him.

Glowing marks were engraved on his body, as if embers were moving within him.

His skin was glowing and his hair appeared like living flames.

His whole body exuded pheromones, which were making her dizzy.

She was trained to control her emotions, and with time, she has built resistance against these urges.

However, she was going to be his mate.

Her master's mate.

She didn't need to hold back.

"Young master," she breathed, untying the knot of her bathrobe and letting it fall on the ground.

Her lithe body came into view.

Her skin was glistening with slight moisture. Her perky breasts were round and full. The pink buds were standing erect and a mole on her left teat added sensual charm to her bare form.

She stepped forward, her full rear squeezing and reforming with every step as she rested her knee on the bed and brought her left hand to his chest.

"Ha..." He breathed, a sigh of relief.

Her body temperature was not cold yet against his burning skin, it must have felt like ice.

Hades opened his eyes in a daze and, without a word, pulled her into his arms.

Marilyn never thought of resisting, allowing her body to be embraced by the man she was devoted to.

His strong arms caged her naked form.

Her meaty bust pressing tightly against his broad, muscular chest.

There was no space left between them, their legs intervened and the body was closely connected.

Marilyn could feel his heat down there touching her.

He was hot. He needed to be relieved.

She might be a virgin but she has been taught things because it was not new for a shadow servant to be required to sate their master's sexual desires.

She brought her left hand to her lips and spat on it.

Looking at him she found his eyes were closed and breathing unevenly.

Even if she wanted to take permission, she couldn't. He was suffering and she needed to relieve his pain.

Her hand went down as she finally touched his manhood.

"Ah ..." He sighed again and Marilyn was just controlling her blush.

It was veiny, thick and raging.

It felt he might just burst with a single touch.

She slowly started to stroke it, her moist hand gliding smoothly up and down, massaging his heated rod with slow movement.

His breathing was still rough but not with pain this time.

Her lips kissed his neck, trailing the lips down his collarbone as her hand continued to move.

She would be lying to say she wasn't feeling anything down between her legs.

She might be immune to sexual attractions but not when the person before her was the man she adores.

Her hand began to move more vigorously. The saliva makes a wet sound every time she strokes his raging boner.

Hades's breathing turned tougher and not so long after, Marilyn saw ropes of baby batter shooting from his heated rod.

She secretly scooped some and tasted it.

It was hot and unlike anything she has tasted before.

However, was her job done yet? Not by a long shot.

"Young master, please come with me." She tugged his hand and Hades followed.

Thanks to her service, he has gotten some heat out and could move better.

While holding his wrist, Marilyn guided the man towards the bathing pool.

Hades looked at her, wanting to cling to her soft and cold body so he didn't hold back and embraced her.

"Ah!" Marilyn yelped as they both fell in the pool together.

*Splash*

Under the water, he was still hugging her close.

Marilyn looked at her young master and found him looking back at her.

A moment of silence passed before their lips connected.

A hungry, passionate kiss.

Their tongues intervined in a fiery battle with Marilyn clumsily just following his lead.

The water seemed to be boiling because of the heat they both were producing.

The lady closed her eyes and surrendered herself in his arms.

In that moment, she has finally accepted the fact that she was going to be his mate.

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