Ares

by Edlyn Reynolds

  She couldn’t deny him anything. She found herself leaning into him and letting her teeth run over his shoulder and neck, letting her teeth bite into his shoulder and rubbing herself against him as she did so. “Like that?” she asked and let her teeth move up his neck to nibble his ear.

  “Gods yes,” he hissed out a breath. The next sound from him was a growl that vibrated through her entire body and filled the bedroom. “More,” he demanded of her. His body was tense under hers, likely resisting the urge to flip her over and fuck her silly.

  Ava did just that. She moved on him a little harder, a little more pain involved. “I want you, Ares,” she growled against his ear. “I want and need you to fuck me. I think you need it too, don’t you, darling?” she asked and bit his earlobe once more.

  She didn’t really get an answer. Well, not true, she did get an answer, but it was in his own way. She was flipped over, put on her belly and his cock slammed into her pussy hard. He kept her stretched out, only letting her hips lift a little to take him easier as he fucked her.

  Ava lifted herself up on her hands and knees, pushing back against him over and over again. She moved hard against him, she moved so her ass tilted in the air, and they were moving in unison together. “Harder,” she demanded.

  He smacked her ass, just hard enough that her pussy clenched as he pushed into her. “So demanding,” he whispered, nibbling on her ear. A smack to her other ass cheek had her moaning. “And all mine,” he gave a chuckle she could feel along her spine.

  “Oh hell yes, all yours,” Ava said with a moan. Arching her back again, she shuddered. “Please,” she begged him. “I liked the swat, another one please,” she begged him. “I really like how that feels,” she demanded.

  “Only because you asked so damn sweetly,” he told her. His palm came down on her ass, once, twice and a third time. Each smack timed to his cock driving into her pussy, hard. “What else do you want?” he asked, scraping his teeth to her neck.

  “More,” she demanded to him. “I like the way that feels. I love the feeling of the smallest bites of pain with pleasure.” She dropped her head to the mattress and shivered. “Again. More.” She loved the way it felt, so very much.

  “Mmm, I have a better idea,” he told her. She felt his hand moving over her ass and then his finger rubbing at her anus. Slowly, carefully, he pressed his finger into her ass and began to stroke her in time to the thrust of his cock in her pussy.

  “Oh hell yes.” She pushed back against him as he thrust. “I like how that feels.” She shivered again. “That feels,” another full body shiver wracked her body. “Gods, it feels so good,” she moaned. “Please, more.”

  “In time, I don’t want to hurt you,” he muttered. He was sounding a little distracted, not a bad thing maybe. He pulled his finger out to her dismay but pushed two back in slowly. Her pussy clenched on his cock and the moan she let out was heartfelt. “You like?” he asked with a laugh.

  “Yes,” she moaned. “I love the way that feels,” she whimpered this time. “Please, do it again.” She loved the way it felt, the push and pull of his fingers and his cock. She loved it all. This was what she needed, was what she wanted.

  “Soon I’ll put my cock here,” he pressed with his fingers. “We’ll slide a vibrator into your pussy, nice and long and wide, filling you right up as I take you hard and fast.” He bit her shoulder lightly and his fingers slid in further.

  “I love the way that sounds. How about you get a vibrator now and slide it in and out of my ass so you can get me ready to take your cock?” she panted.

  “Because I don’t feel like being that distracted right now.” He bit her shoulder blade lightly, “No, this round I want you to come from the thought of what I’m going to do to you. Of all you’re going to take before I allow you to go over the edge in orgasm. I want you to anticipate, feel what I’m doing right now and just scream out your need.”

  “Close to it,” she moaned. “So close.” She shivered once more. “Just the thought of knowing what you are doing to me, knowing what you will do to me. Gods, I need. I want. Please,” she was begging him, she was desperate.

  “Then come,” he breathed against her ear. A hum came through his body into hers, tightening her body more as he drove his cock into her over and over. “Scream for me, scream long, loud, now!” he demanded. His free hand came up and flicked her clitoris before pinching it, hard.

  Ava could deny him nothing. She screamed as her orgasm tore through her entire body and she came with an intense and blinding moment of pure feeling, pure pleasure. Nothing could have ever prepared her for the feeling she had when she came.

  His orgasm was right behind hers, his seed spilling into her body in hot splashes. Then they both collapsed, his weight warm along her back as they fought for air. “You are going to kill me one of these days, darling,” he muttered with a rough, ragged chuckle.

  “Same goes,” she told him with a smile. “I really think one day we will both be the end of each other but what a way to go, right?” she asked with a smile. Loving him, oh yeah.

  He pressed a kiss to her neck, running his hands up her sides slowly. Then he pulled from her body and settled on his back at her side. “I don’t know if that can be arranged. When it all ends we may be doing something else entirely.”

  “Well whatever happens, happens. All I know is that I need you, that I want you and that we are here together for each other always. We will be good together, I just know it,” she told him happily. “Whatever happens we will get through this won’t we?”

  “Yes, ma’am,” he nodded with a grin. He sat up and when he lay back next to her, the blankets came to rest over them both. “Come here, love,” he moved his arm to pull her close. “We’ll sleep for a little while and then go to the dinner and show.”

  “That sounds good to me. I think having a little nap will make our show perfect.” She looked forward to it actually. She looked forward to being able to do anything and everything with him. She looked forward to living life with him.

  “It will be at that,” he agreed pulling her closer. “Sleep, baby,” he murmured against her hair. “We only have a few hours and then we’ll get up and get ready. Think about what you want to wear when we go out.”

  “Sounds good to me,” she said with a smile and rubbing her cheek on his chest, “I love you, Ares, my God of War,” she teased happily and was shortly sound asleep.

  Chapter Eleven

  He’d finally found it! Elated he ran a reverent hand down the cover. Hugging it tight to his chest, he closed his eyes and let out a breath. He didn’t care the man that he had sent for the book ended up giving the job over to a woman, all that mattered was that he had it!

  “You are pleased, yes?”

  Snapping open his eyes, he looked to the woman and nodded. “Very.” Licking his lips, he dug out the envelope full of cash and handed it to her. “You should leave before anyone finds out what you did.”

  “I intend to. I have everything in place to depart immediately,” she said looking into the envelope. Then she tucked it into her bag and looked to him. “What do you have planned for the book?”

  He debated what to tell her, if anything. “I plan to study it and learn more about my history. This book may hold pieces that were previously thought lost. My grandmother will be thrilled to know I may finally have some of the answers she’s always longed for.” It was all a lie, but it was a plausible lie and one that followed what he’d told the little maid originally. Why she’d been willing to steal from the house in the hills and take it out under the nose of the owner.

  If she knew the truth she’d have been raising bloody hell. That he intended to control a God had never been mentioned, he wasn’t an idiot. He knew the fewer people aware of his plan the better. So far only one other, beyond him, had any idea of the grand plan. What that other person didn’t know was the end game. No one but himself would ever know how the plan would end.

  Of course, if he’d said to a
ny normal person he intended to control an Olympian God, they’d have ferried him off to the nearest funny farm right quick. Too few still believed in the Gods or even thought they’d once existed, but he knew. He knew the God of War, Ares, was living on Earth in the very house the book had come from. It was his book, his history from the point of view of the priests, which were now in his very hands. Squeezing the leather again, he looked to the woman.

  “You should go now. Don’t look back and remember, use cash for all your purchases for at least a few weeks. You need to be off the grid. No credit cards, no debit cards, no picture ID if you can avoid it.”

  “I have a fake ID my third cousin got for me. It’s a little out of date but will work for this,” she said. She looked at him a long time before turning away and heading for her car parked down the path. “Be careful with whatever you are doing,” she called over her shoulder.

  Dismissing her from his mind, he held the book before him and flipped the cover open slowly. Turning each page with infinite care, he stared at the first page with writing. It was all in ancient Greek, thank the Gods he’d taken a course in it. Smiling in glee, he read the inscription for the children of the priests that would follow and continue to put in entries along with a warning that had him frowning.

  The Gods are powerful beings. With this power they carry great responsibility. Whenever you speak with, approach or deal with a God, choose your words with the greatest of care. For a God’s word is his bond and can never be broken, but they know better than we ever could how to ensure they always come out on top. The saying, be careful what you wish for, came from a God. It is not merely a warning but a death knoll for those who dare take on that which they do not and could never understand.

  Snorting at that, he tucked the book into his bag and jogged down the hill toward his car. He had plans to get into motion, a room to finish preparing and a God to summon to give him what he wanted.

  *****

  “Ava?” Ares called to her. He was getting closer to her. “Babe, what are you doing?” he asked. They were back in Italy, they’d just gotten back the night before. The weekend in Vegas had been a blast and she’d gotten a promise from Dionysus to help her with her shopping. Of course she also had to go to Berlin for a museum show with him. It should be interesting and fun since she knew that Ares would be there with her. “Hey,” he was in the doorway now. “What are you looking for, love?”

  “Have you seen it?” The look on her face was one of pure panic. “My book. It was wrapped in leather, in a backpack and in the hidden compartment of my suitcase.” She moved from the absolute mess she had made of the bedroom to Ares. “The book, Ares, have you seen it?” She had shown it to him once, showing him the power that it held and why it had to be hidden, but now she couldn’t find it and was nearly in tears. “Please, please tell me you have seen it?”

  “Hey,” he frowned at her and cupped her face. “Take a deep breath, Ava, and relax please. I only saw it the once, when you let me look through it. You wrapped it up and put it away, but are you sure you didn’t put it somewhere else, love? Like the safe maybe, as I suggested?” He’d given her the combination to his safe in his office, one that was protected by his powers as well as several very serious wards.

  “Yes, I’m very sure. I couldn’t get into the safe and that’s why I was looking for it now. I was going to have you put it in there.” She rubbed her hands up and down his shoulders. “I don’t know where it is. I haven’t seen it since Vegas.” She took it everywhere with her, now she realized that maybe she should have left it here instead, had him put it in the safe before now. “I have to find it,” she whispered.

  “And we will find it,” he said gently. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he stepped back and looked at the mess that was their room. “Alright, we both know we saw it last when you let me read it. When I was done I handed it back to you and you rewrapped it in the leather. You tied it up, tucked it under your arm and headed for the stairs. I called after you telling you to hurry up since we had dinner reservations. You told me you’d only be a couple of minutes and then we could go. You headed upstairs and…” he looked at her again obviously waiting for her to continue from there.

  She had to stop for a moment and thought. “I put it on the long dresser. I didn’t have time to put it back in the false bottom of my suitcase so I put it on the dresser. I didn’t think anyone could get in.” She bit her lower lip and asked, “Do you think it might still be there?”

  “It could have been knocked off when we got back. We were a little wild if you recall,” he grinned at her. They’d gotten home from dinner and nearly trashed their bedroom with their lovemaking. “Let’s go up and make sure it didn’t get knocked off or kicked under it or blown across the room.”

  She laughed and nodded, “This is true. We did get a little wild.” She loved it too. “Maybe it fell behind the dresser? Do you think you can do your thing, pop there and look?” She was starting to feel more and more uneasy, starting to feel her skin crawling as she stood there.

  “Come on, love,” he took her hand and led her to the stairs. “We’ll go and look and clean up the mess you made at the same time, because if it’s not under or behind the dresser, it could be in that mess up there.”

  “Good point.” She said with a saucy grin. “All right, let’s go and clean up the mess that you made me make,” she teased him. “Getting me all hot and bothered.” She looked up at him and winked, “Do you think maybe after we find the book we can make a mess again?”

  “Only once we stick it into the safe where we both know it will be protected. Then we can make whatever sort of mess you’d like,” he promised. Scooping her up into his arms, he kissed her cheek as he jogged up the stairs. “I do love making a mess with you, Ava.”

  “I love the way you think.” Ava wrapped her legs around him as he jogged them up the stairs. She rubbed her cheek to his neck. “I love you, Ares. Now then, let’s find this book, get it into the safe and get our asses to making all kinds of wonderful messes.”

  “Damned straight, woman,” he said kissing her cheek. When they reached the bedroom he set her down on her feet. “Holy hell, I just realized the absolute chaos you created in here. Damn, woman, how the hell did you manage to get your bra up on the chandelier?” He was looking up toward the very high, vaulted ceiling in their bedroom.

  That had her laughing. “Oh, honey, that was you,” she told him with a shake of her head. “Baby, you tossed the bra up there after cutting it off. I don’t know where you got the knife but you sure did.” And she had loved it too. “Now, help me find the book please?”

  “I cut it off?” he blinked at her. “Hell, I don’t remember that,” he burst out laughing. Shaking his head, he squinted up at the bra. “Well, I guess we should go shopping again for some undergarments for you, love. Besides, you’ll want to get a few things for the wedding and honeymoon won’t you?”

  “Oh yes, I will definitely want some new ones for the wedding and honeymoon. I can’t wait until you see the garter belt that Dion has ordered for me. It’s one that we won’t throw around, it’s costing a small fortune.” It was diamond and ruby encrusted, yeah it was not one for throwing to the bachelors.

  “Then you’ll just have to buy one for the lads to catch,” he said with a shrug. “I’m more interested in taking it off you, slowly, with my teeth,” he grinned. “Alright, you check under the bed in case we kicked it under there and I’ll move the dresser.”

  “Sounds good to me,” she moved from him and to the bed. Going to her knees, she began to check under the bed, finding nothing she went to the side tables, looked under them, and then got to her feet once more. “Okay, it's not there, is it behind the long dresser?”

  He turned to look at her and shook his head. “It’s not here, babe,” he said. Moving the dresser back into place, he turned around. “And you’re positive it’s not in the suitcase, maybe in one of your other bags, love?”

  “Very positive,” she began
to rub her hands up and down her arms. “This is bad, Ares,” she whispered. “This is very bad. The things that were in that book,” she shook her head. “It should have been destroyed, but it’s impossible to destroy. The spells that are in it coupled with the knowledge of the Gods. This isn’t good.” She was starting to panic a little. Okay, she was starting to panic a lot.

  He came over to her and rubbed his hands up and down her arms. “Shh, it’ll be alright. We’ll find it. It’s more than possible it was misplaced. Maybe one of the cleaning ladies moved it to the library. It is a book, love. They could have stuck it in library since they wouldn’t have had a clue of what it said. Let’s look there, I’ll call the head maid and ask if she or anyone else saw it. Don’t panic yet, sweetheart, alright?” he smiled gently down at her.

  “Good point.” She nodded. “That’s probably what happened.” She nodded and leaned into him. “I think we should go ahead and check the library.” She was anxious to find the book. She had to find the book because the holder of the book had the power to hurt the man she loved and that simply wouldn’t do at all.

  “And we will,” he said softly. She felt him press a kiss to the top of her head. “We’ll find it, darling, probably in the very last spot we look. We’ll find it.” He gave her a hug and just held her for a moment before pulling back. Taking her hand in his, he led her downstairs again and toward his office/library. Stopping in the doorway, he groaned, “I have no idea where to even start looking.”

  “Oh lordy.” She looked at the library and then at him. “When you said library I thought you meant a home library. You know something small not…” She gestured with her hand. “Not a freaking presidential library overflowing with books,” she grumbled. Closing her eyes, she shook her head. “Oh, I know.” She smiled then, “The book has power. Can you feel for it? It would be a close signature to what you feel when I come close to you from behind.”