Come Here, Kitten (God of War Book 1)

by Emilia Rose

  Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. This wasn’t what I was expecting.

  “Go ahead, Kitten.” He rubbed sweet, torturous circles around my clit through my pants. His canines brushed against my soft spot on my neck, and I nearly moaned. “Push me away,” he mumbled against my ear. “I’ll let you this time.”

  I squeezed his wrist in my hand, wanting to shove him back but not wanting him to stop. I really, really didn’t want him to stop. Mom had been driving me crazy this past week, and all I wanted was a release.

  “Stop me, or I’ll really give you a reason to push me away.”

  I didn’t know whether to moan, to nudge him away, or to do both. The pressure in my core rose with every moment. I needed something, anything. I stared him right in the eye, wanting to dare him. “What’re you going to do? Throw me to the ground and tear me apart piece by piece,” I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice. “Moon Goddess, I’m shaking in my bo—”

  He growled lowly and plunged his hand into my underwear. Almost instantly, his fingers slipped into my wet pussy, thrusting in and out harshly. I gripped his broad shoulders, nails digging into the thick muscle.

  Holy—

  My pussy tightened on him, and I backed up until I hit the nearest tree, unable to hold myself together. The pressure in my core hadn’t ever been this intense. He followed, never taking his fingers out of me once. The heel of his palm hit my sensitive clit over and over, sending a surge of pleasure through me.

  “The things I want to do to you,” he said into my ear, watching my body react to him. He curled a hand around my throat and squeezed lightly. “Bend you over my bed and fuck you until you can’t stand. Push you to your knees and watch you suck my cock.” He took my hand and placed it on his hardness. I clenched, slowly stroking it up and down. “Eat your wet pussy until you beg me to stop.”

  I drew my brows together, moaning softly. Another wave of ecstasy.

  “I love the way your pussy pulses on my fingers,” he said. “Imagine how tight you’d get with my cock inside of you. Thrusting in and out. Filling this tight … little … pussy.”

  My fucking Moon Goddess.

  “Eyes on me,” he said, tightening his grip on my throat. I gazed at him, breaths quickening. “Only me.”

  He brushed his thumb against my clit, and my legs shook as I released myself on him, not breaking eye contact once.

  Wave after wave of satisfaction rolled through me. My entire body tingled. I closed my eyes and moaned, my hips moving back and forth on his fingers, riding out my orgasm. Hell, I had known my mate for two whole minutes, and I was a mess.

  Coming on his fingers. Aching for more.

  Tony never even fucked me this well.

  He continued to thrust his fingers into me, not stopping.

  I wrapped my hand around his wrist, trying to pull it off of me. “I-I came. You-you-you can st-stop” My eyes rolled back, and I doubled over, resting my forehead on his bicep. Another surge of pleasure rushed through me.

  “Is that what Tony does? Makes you come once and leaves?” He gave me an empty laugh. “I’m not finished with you. Not until you’re begging.”

  I squeezed my eyes shut, the pressure in my core becoming harder to bear. My nails dug into his wrist, and I moaned out again as I released myself on him for the second time.

  How was he even—

  He smirked down at me. “How long do you think you’ll last?” he asked. “Ten, fifteen times?”

  My eyes widened, and I pushed his hand away. “Please, Moon Goddess, that was enough.”

  My mind was foggy with that hazelnut scent; my body was tingling in all the right places. He hadn’t even touched the rest of me yet, but my body wanted more. My body was craving more.

  Chapter 2

  Mars

  “Seventeen,” I said, lying back in the grass next to the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. With brown locks that lay so perfectly down her back to the way the moonlight bounced off her pale skin, my mate was beautiful. “Not bad.”

  She lay next to me, her chest rising and falling with each heavy breath she took. The water from the lake just barely wet my heels. I watched her close her big blue eyes in utter bliss. She smelled so much like freshly picked lemons—my favorite—and it reminded me of Mom.

  My fingers brushed against her bare hip bone in small, soothing circles. All I wanted was to bring her home with me, let her sleep in my bed, get her away from this Tony and his pungent scent, which was all over her.

  “Alpha,” my beta, Liam, said through our mind link. “We have a problem.”

  “Can’t you handle it?” I asked, pressing my lips together. “I’m busy.”

  There was a pause on the other side of the mind link, and then Liam said, “It’s urgent.”

  Though I wanted to bring her home, I couldn’t. My pack warriors had run to this part of Sanguine Wilds Forest for one reason and one reason only. The Malavite Stone. And we couldn’t leave without it. We needed it more than we needed anything.

  “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes,” I said, staring down at the rippling water.

  My mate shifted next to me, curling her head into the crook of my neck, her breaths warming the spot on my skin where she’d mark one day.

  “What’s your name?” I asked, desperate to hear her speak again before I left her here alone for twenty minutes, at the most.

  She opened her eyes and smiled up at me. “Aurora.”

  “Aurora,” I whispered to myself so softly, like her name was meant to linger on my tongue for eternity—because it was.

  I had heard Aurora’s name spoken by some of my warriors before. Smart, sassy, and so damn sexy, she was the soon-to-be alpha of the Darkmoon Pack—the pack last known to have the Malavite Stone.

  But what was the alpha-in-training doing outside her borders, unprotected and alone, meeting this man named Tony, who would definitely need to be taken care of? I might’ve known her name and title, but I didn’t know the first thing about who she really was, and I definitely didn’t know if she would like me when she found out who I was … but I wouldn’t let her go.

  After everything Ares and I had been through, after all the shit we had done, the Moon Goddess still had blessed us with a strong mate. And I wouldn’t take her for granted. She would be ours and ours only. For eternity.

  Deep inside of me, I could feel a dark, sinister rage, my beast awakening. Clawing at our insides to see our mate for the first time, ripping me apart to touch her, growling at me not to leave her.

  And I didn’t want her to be afraid of him.

  “What’s yours?” she asked, her voice softer this time, her eyes closing.

  “Mars,” I said, brushing my fingers against hers.

  I needed to get out of here sooner than I’d planned. I didn’t want her to see that vicious side of me yet, but something told me that she’d find out who I was sooner rather than later.

  Aurora’s breathing evened out, and she curled into a ball next to me. I pushed a strand of her dark hair behind her ear and savored this moment with her. I didn’t know when I’d get my next one.

  “They call me Mars.”

  “Mars, like the planet?” she mumbled.

  Something inside of me snapped, and I couldn’t hold back the beast any longer. I possessively brushed my thumb across her jaw. Oh, my Kitten had a lot to learn, but she’d learn quickly.

  “Like the god.”

  Chapter 3

  Aurora

  I grumbled to myself and rubbed my eyes, shifting on the grassy patch. The moon reflected off the still lake, and the forest was a jarring kind of silent. No yelling. No howling. No wolves. Mars and his sweet hazelnut scent were gone, leaving me to inhale the foul scent of Tony’s thick navy sweatshirt.

  My phone lay next to me, in the place Mars would’ve been, and I snatched it—3:03 a.m..

  My eyes widened, and I shot up, some soreness lingering in my core. Mom was going to kill me. I dusted the sand off my back and hurried through the w
oods, not even bothering to look for him. It was apparent that all he’d wanted to do was fuck. Touch me in places that he shouldn’t have and then leave.

  Sure, there were plenty of wolves like that nowadays, but I hadn’t expected my mate to be one. But who was I to talk? I was supposed to have met Tony at the damn lake to get off for the night.

  I climbed the small cliff and shimmied back through the cave, sneaked right past Mom’s warriors, and sighed in relief when I crawled through my window and an angry alpha mom wasn’t waiting for me.

  Ruffles glared at me when I turned the light on, blinding her. She gave me a hard fuck you meow and stuffed her face back into her paw. After tugging off my clothes and taking a quick shower, I lay in bed with her and stared up at the ceiling.

  From my bed, I could hear Mom and Dad whispering in their room, about tonight’s meeting, about Ares, about how they thought he would tear us down one by one, torture us until we gave him all our riches—not that we had much nowadays. And while Ares might be a threat, all I could think about was the man in the woods.

  Mars.

  I balled the thin purple sheet in my hand and yanked it up my body, so it covered my shoulders. I knew I should’ve stayed away from him. I knew I should’ve run when I had the chance—when he gave me the chance. But I hadn’t wanted to run. My wolf wanted to stay with him.

  I guessed he hadn’t wanted to stay with me.

  But who was he? Possibly a scout from a nearby pack … but how would that explain all those scars? Maybe he was a warrior from Alpha Ares’s Ironmane Pack. Mom would have my head if he was.

  After sulking for a few more moments, I shook the thought away. It didn’t matter anyway. He had left me alone in the middle of the damn woods after giving me the hottest night of my entire life. If he didn’t need me, I sure as hell didn’t need him.

  I was soon-to-be alpha of the Darkmoon Pack, and not even my mate would get in my way of trying as hard as I could to be the leader that Jeremy would’ve wanted me to be.

  There was some rustling by my bedroom window that I’d left slightly ajar. Ruffles lifted her nose and glanced at it, her eyes narrowed in a leave me alone, I’m trying to fucking sleep expression. A tree branch brushed across the glass, the wind picking up outside and drifting into the room. I inhaled softly and swore I smelled hazelnut. But after a few moments, it was gone.

  Just the damn wind taunting me.

  I squeezed my eyes shut and growled. Fuck Mars for leaving me. Fuck Mars for touching me. Fuck Mars for being the egotistical asshole that I had known he was.

  Moon Goddess, I wanted to fuck Mars.

  Chapter 4

  Ares

  “No killing,” I said through the mind link to my warriors, hopping out of the narrow cave and onto Darkmoon’s property.

  One by one, my warriors walked out and stood behind me in their wolf form, eyes trained on the patrol guards in the forest a mile away.

  The early morning sun filed in around the monstrous trees, hit the forest floor, and created grotesque shadows. These lush greens would turn into a fucking bloodbath soon because I wasn’t leaving until I found that damn stone.

  I’d search for it even if it was the end of me. All these packs in Sanguine Wilds played games, taunted me about it, plotted ways to rid me of something so precious.

  But I was done with that shit.

  I needed the stone, and I needed it now.

  Liam stood next to me with his head held high, saliva dripping from his canines.

  I growled to silence all my warriors. “We take the stone and then take Alpha Theia’s daughter.”

  Aurora. Her name was Aurora.

  But I didn’t want anyone to know her name yet. She was mine. All mine.

  She was the goddess with the brown hair and eyes as bright as the dawn. An alpha wolf who would rule by my side—whether she wanted to or not. I had waited to find my mate for years, always wanted her to be a strong warrior who could run with me.

  She didn’t know me yet. She only knew Mars. She’d lain with him. She’d touched him. She’d begged for him. Then, she’d disappeared in the middle of the night after I had to head back to camp to deal with pack drama.

  I had traced her scent through the entire forest and used—what seemed to be—her own secret little passage until I found her pack house. Part of me wanted to tear right through her home to find her, scold her for not staying, but it was my fault. I’d left her vulnerable.

  But nothing would stop me from having her this time.

  Now, I stood inside of her borders with the need for her growing stronger every moment. She might not know I was here for her, but when we attacked, when she smelled the fear of her own people, she’d know.

  “We run.”

  I sprinted ahead, the wind rushing through in my fur, rage in my blood, fresh air in my lungs. Our paws hit the ground in a thunderous roar, and I let out a ferocious growl to let the Darkmoon Pack know who had arrived while they slept so innocently in their beds.

  As if they were waiting for an attack, enemy warriors ran at us with their teeth bared.

  “No killing,” I repeated through the mind link.

  There would be blood but no deaths. I only did that shit to hounds—those vicious rogues who lingered near my property.

  Claws on fur. Flesh tearing. Blood splattering. We clashed.

  Searching for her, my gaze traveled across the herd of werewolves running at me. As she was the next alpha, I expected her to be here, but I couldn’t smell her scent on any of these wolves. I smelled Tony. I smelled that rotten stench, same as the dirty, used sweatshirt Aurora had worn last night.

  Black fur. Blacker eyes. Teeth dripping with blood.

  He sprinted at me with so much ferocity that, if I didn’t know better, I would’ve thought he was the next in line to be alpha. I stepped out of his way, let him fall flat on his face behind me, and growled.

  They knew what I wanted. They knew all they had to do was hand the stone over, give me any information on its whereabouts. That was all I fucking wanted. And if the stone really wasn’t here, I’d still come out of this battle victorious because I’d take my mate, Aurora, back home with me.

  I didn’t care if she pleaded, screamed, hit, or flat-out refused. She would be mine.

  Chapter 5

  Aurora

  Sunlight flooded into my room, creating cute patterns from the shadow of the cherry tree outside my window. Ruffles lay on my chest and licked my face, her breath smelling suspiciously like potato chips. I sank into my sheets and sighed.

  Stupid Mars. Stupid Aurora for giving in to Mars so easily. Stupid feelings for my stupid mate.

  I shifted in the bed, let Ruffles hop off, and sat up. What was wrong with me? Why was I letting this get to me? Maybe it was because when I had been growing up, I’d watched Jeremy and his mate sneak away at night to spend the night together. I had seen those stolen glances and smiles, those lovely words of affection they shared.

  Now that Jeremy was gone and all I heard from Mom were lies about how strong and great she thought I was, I wanted to find my mate more than anything. But, Goddess, not a mate who didn’t seem to care about me at all, not a mate who had left me alone in the forest after getting me off.

  My wolf whimpered, and I knew she still wanted him and his wolf.

  They were fated mates after all.

  In the distance, growling erupted through the woods. I yawned and opened the window wider, breathing in the crisp morning air. Practice didn’t start for another hour. What—

  A patrol guard scurried through the woods toward the direction of the pack hospital, a trail of blood following him. My eyes widened. We were being attacked.

  I threw on a pair of clothes as quickly as I could.

  “Mom?” I asked, running through the house.

  Everything was silent, and my heart dropped in my chest. I tried the mind link and didn’t get a response from anyone, which made me think the worst. Mom must’ve been right; Alpha Ar
es was here sooner rather than later. I could just feel it.

  “Mom!”

  I raced through the woods, making sure to stay hidden in the trees. Mom had known that he was here, but she hadn’t even bothered waking me up, so I could help fight.

  My body ached with shame at the mere thought of her shaking her head at Dad and saying, He’ll take her first. She’s the weakest link.

  After a few miles of sprinting in my human form, I stopped. Wave after wave of iron and blood hit me, and I crouched behind a tree, scrunching my nose. Through the woods, I watched the warriors fight. Wolf on wolf. Teeth on teeth. Claws on claws. Flesh and fur being torn off. Blood spewing everywhere. My pack howling for Mom to do something.

  And there he was.

  Alpha Ares.

  Standing in the center of the two enemy packs, he circled Mom like she was some sort of prey. He stood taller and larger than the rest of the wolves, his thick midnight fur glistening under the sunlight.

  There was no doubt in my mind that he would kill her.

  Dad stood a few feet away, holding up a fight against a wolf large enough to be a beta. My heart raced, and I tried to think up a good plan within the next few moments. But Ares moved so fast that I barely had time to think of anything other than a surprise attack. I’d leap at him when he was about to clamp down on Mom’s neck, just when he thought he had conquered another pack.

  It would ruin him. I would ruin him. And maybe it’d prove something to Mom too.

  After sneaking closer to the fight, I tried to analyze his movements. I needed an opening, some type of distraction to get into the center so I could save her. But Mom ruined my entire plan when she suddenly shifted into her human.

  “Stop,” she said to her warriors and to Ares. “We have a proposition. One that you won’t pass up.”