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His hand moved to my hip as we lay on the training mats, his lips softly grazing mine. We’d done this before, kissing after fighting.
Now, I craved him like a drug, needing the escape he offered. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I moaned. I thought about wrapping my arm around his neck, but I didn’t know if that was cliché. Ares was so different from the other gods.
Albeit just as attractive.
The kiss changed. He’d been tentative when he started. Now, he kissed me hungrily, sucking my lip into his mouth, his hand pushing under the loose shirt I wore. His touch trailed fire on my skin, and my body adopted the heat, warmth flushing through me.
One inhale of his musky scent turned me on. I loved the way he kissed me. Like nothing mattered. Like we could fix the world. Like only I existed in his life. I’d come here for an escape, and if this was what freedom looked like, I was going to take it.
Ares pushed my shirt up and broke the kiss, studying me as he revealed my skin inch by inch. I lifted my torso, and he pulled the shirt over my head.
“I hate sports bras,” he announced.
I chuckled. When Ares shifted again, I noticed his dick in his jock strap. He stood rock hard and ready for me. I breathed deep. In and out. Time was forgotten. Everything was in that moment. My clothes were a hindrance, and I needed them off.
I shivered. I desired him. I craved all of him.
If he wanted the sports bra gone, I’d get rid of the garment. It wasn’t easy to take off, not for someone else, so I wriggled out of it. Ares’s eyes rested on my breasts, and I stared him right in the face. I was far from an insecure girl who wanted to cover up. Power rippled through me, and even though I wasn’t a goddess, I was damn close to feeling like one.
I saw Ares as an equal, and in his presence, he never made me feel anything less.
He kissed me again, rougher, the stubble on his chin chafing my skin. His hands roamed my body, tweaking my nipples, tugging at my skintight workout pants.
“We’re not going to be alone for much longer,” I said, breaking the kiss. “The training center is actually for other people, too.”
“Fuck ’em.”
I laughed. “Yeah, but I’d prefer not to put on a show.”
He stood, pulling me up. He lifted me with ease, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I kissed him while he walked me across the training hall to a side office. When he tried the handle, it was locked. I squirmed, wanting him to let me down. He planted me on the floor next to him.
“We can’t go in there,” I said.
Ares kicked the door, and it splintered at the lock, swinging open.
“That’s destruction of property,” I pointed out as I swept kisses across his cheek and neck. Hell, he smelled and tasted like candy on a stick.
“They can bill me.” Ares dragged me into the office. He shut us inside and hauled the desk so it held the door in place. I giggled. This was a different side of him. Urgent, serious. But sensual.
I loved it.
When he turned, he was on me again. I worked my way up his chiseled body, noting how different he was from the other gods I’d been with. Lean muscle. He wasn’t as heavy built as Apollo or as tall as Poseidon, but he was a war machine, and every muscle that rippled under his skin was for fighting, not for show.
Ares tugged my pants down. I stood naked, while he kicked off his jock strap. There was little ceremony to what we were doing, no foreplay as such. But we didn’t need it. I’d been turned on by him from our last kiss, from the lingering arousal between us. Plus, fighting him drew me closer to him.
I was turned on as hell, my whole body buzzing, the heat between my legs so wet. Yep, I eagerly craved release. And I got the feeling that Ares was always straight to the point when it came to this.
He sat me on the desk, and I opened my legs. His cock was hard and bobbed when he stepped closer. He kissed me at the same time as his fingers found my clit, and I gasped into his mouth.
He only flicked his fingers over my clit for a short while, enough to make me beg for more, before pushing me back. I lay on the table while file folders dug into my spine, but I didn’t care.
When he positioned himself between my legs, I was more than ready for him. His cock speared into my wetness, and I groaned.
Immediately, Ares started fucking me with quick caresses that were as deep as they were urgent. He kissed me, his tongue probing my mouth for a moment before he lifted his head. He balanced on his arms, his legs wide between mine, splaying me open. I let out a moan as he stroked my pussy, relieving an ache I hadn’t known I felt.
He fucked me harder and faster, and my moans turned into cries. He bucked his hips against me, and the burning friction intensified. A fire might as well have been alight within me as I built toward a first orgasm. And it roared through me.
When I came, Ares pressed his mouth against mine to swallow my screams of pleasure, grunting when my insides clamped down on him.
