Author's Note:

WARNING! This story contains a lot of explicit sexual content. Don't continue if you are not into this stuff.

Chapter One

Ares looked up from the body that laid in a big blood puddle in front of his feet, his gaze fell on his oldest son and oldest daughter that stood not far away from the slain enemy. They were much more exhausted than he was but they were still able to stand on their feet. Their chests rose and fell in a fast but inconsistent rhythm as they took short breaths to supply their bodies with enough air. Their armours were bloodstained, just like Ares', their skin was dirty and covered with small wounds. None of them had received serious wounds.

Relief could be seen in their eyes but that was not the only emotion that was reflected by their faces. There was also joy over the tough victory they just had achieved. The thrill of victory was unmistakable.

"It is finally over," Phobos said at the very moment he sat down on a small rock.

"Not yet," his half-sister said. The brunette chose to stand, her gaze fell on her half-brother.

Phobos lifted his gaze and looked at his sister. "What do you mean, Zamara?"

"This harbinger was only one of twelve. There are eleven others we have to defeat."

Phobos' eyes widened, doubt and surprise could be seen. "Really?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"She is speaking the truth," Ares finally said. "There are eleven others who are even stronger than this one."

Phobos' gaze landed on the slain void creature. "Stronger than this one? How is that possible? How can we beat anyone who's stronger than this? We had great difficulties defeating this one and we lost many soldiers in the process. What if more than one shows up next time?"

Ares stepped to his son and put a hand on his shoulder, looking down at him. "We are not the only gods who fight against the void. The other gods of our pantheon are with us, not to mention that there are many other pantheons who will fight with us if we ask nicely. Your brothers and sisters will also fight with us. We just have to rally them."

"I will do that," Phobos responded determinately and got up. "I will seek out Deimos first. He will help me rally my brothers and sisters."

Ares gave him a small nod. "Great." He averted his gaze and looked at Zamara. "Will you speak with the other pantheons?"

"You want me to play ambassador? You know I'm not really good with words. I'm better at fighting than talking."

"You can do it, Zam. I'm sure you can. Negotiating belongs to the aspects of war and I taught you everything I know. I have no doubt you can do it."

Zamara nodded. "You are right. I won't fail you, father."

"What will you do, father?" Phobos asked.

The God of War turned his head and looked at the man who looked so similar to him. Almost like a spitting image. The only significant difference was his hair. Ares' crimson hair was of medium length while Phobos' hair was blond and long, much longer than his sister's hair that only reached to her shoulders.

"I will go to your mother to retrieve an item I asked her to store for me hundreds of years ago. That item might help us against the harbingers of the void."

"Mom won't let you go so soon," Zamara remarked.

"I'll try to spend as little time as possible in her temple. As long as the next harbinger doesn't show up before I'm back, everything is fine."

"What if it shows up earlier?" Phobos asked.

"Then you need to go to your mother's temple and drag me out. Unlike me, you are immune to her charm. At least you should, you are her children after all."

"I wish you good luck then, father," Zamara said as she stepped to him.

"Luck is not what I need. It all depends on your mother's mood and on how many men and women she already seduced today. Maybe she spares me this time. I'll see about that."

"What do we do with that thing?" his son asked as he pointed at the corpse of the void creature.

"Bring it to Athena. I'm sure she can find out a few things about these creatures. Maybe she can find out their weaknesses or anything else that might help us. Who knows?"

"I will do that," Zamara announced.

"Very well. I'll see you then."

His son and daughter nodded at him before they turned around and walked to the remaining soldiers they had taken with them. Ares watched them until they were out of his sight and brought his hand to his neck. He pulled the necklace, which had been mostly hidden beneath his chest plate, out and regarded it.

It was not an ordinary necklace. It was an amulet made of pure gold that was also decorated by dozens of tiny jewels that had the size of a pinhead. The amulet didn't just look very expensive and beautiful, it also had magical powers. It could bring him to the temple of a god.

But not any god.

A certain god.

A goddess to be exact.

It could bring him to the temple of the love of his life. The most beautiful woman that had ever existed. The goddess was no other than Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love, Beauty and Sexuality. Even the slightest thought of her made his skin tingle in excitement and anticipation. His heart was beating much faster and his lips were drier than before. Just thinking about her had ahugeeffect on him.

He smiled as he imagined her beautiful face and her slim but curvy form. Usually, he was really looking forward to seeing her and making love to her, but it was different this time. He was still attracted to her, there was no way he couldn't be attracted to her, but this time he didn't want sex with her. He just wanted the item and leave as soon as he could.

As soon as Aphrodite would allow it.

He was certain that she wouldn't let him go without making love to him. The question he was asking himself was: How many days or weeks he would have to be in her temple before she would allow him to go? He could only hope she would let him out after a day or two. He was also hoping that the next harbinger wouldn't show up before he had retrieved the item.

Ares ran his fingers over the amulet, muttering a few words. He found himself in a different place a few moments later. A place he had often visited in the past. He stood in front of a huge temple which walls and columns were made out of white and yellow marble that was adorned with golden symbols.

Ares was the one who ordered his men to build this magnificent structure, so he knew exactly how many resources it had cost. It had cost him a fortune but it had been worth it. It had been the perfect gift for Aphrodite to gain her attention. The temple stood for thousands of years and had not changed in the slightest. No one dared to attack the Goddess of Love and even if someone would, Ares' best warriors would defend it by any means.

Two muscular warriors in heavy Spartan armour stood in front of the temple's only entrance. They carried big heavy shields and huge spears with sharp tips, swords and several knives hung on their belts. Remuluz and Keyn were their names. They belonged to Ares' most trusted and most powerful warriors. They would never dare to leave their posts not even if Aphrodite would try to charm them. The magical glyphs that had been burned in their upper bodies made them immune to her powers.

Ares clearly remembered the argument he had had with Aphrodite because of that. She had not been fond of his decision at the beginning but she had accepted it in the end. She understood how important her safety was for him. She knew how much she meant to him, so she understood that her guards needed to be at their post at any time. Even if no one would ever dare to attack the temple, it was still good to have them. First of all, Ares didn't need to worry about her plus that none of Aphrodite's jealous lovers could kidnap her and have her for themselves forever. He only did that for her own safety, not to demonstrate to her that he found a way to make her powers useless.

The moment Ares climbed the last step and arrived on the platform on which Remuluz and Keyn were standing, they knelt down and lowered their heads in respect. "Greetings, Lord Ares," said Remuluz. His voice was much deeper than the voice of Keyn, who said the same a few moments later.

Ares made a gesture with his hand, signalizing his warriors to get up. They obeyed without hesitation, their brown eyes landed on Ares' face. Ares greeted them and walked over to them, stopping right in front of them.

"What is the situation? Did anything happen recently?" Ares asked.

Keyn shook his head. "Nothing noteworthy. We just had to make sure that only mortals and gods who were invited by Aphrodite could enter the temple. The usual."

"Any noteworthy guests? Any of importance?" Ares asked interested. He didn't need to hide any jealousy because there was no jealously in him. He was fine with Aphrodite making love to other men and women. He slept with everyone he wanted and so did Aphrodite. It was just fair.

"Your sister Athena showed up a few weeks ago but she already left after half a day. Besides her, no important gods or mortal made their way to the temple."

"Very well," responded Ares. "Will you let me in?"

"You need to give us your weapons and you have to remove your armour first, Lord," Remuluz said determinedly.

Ares tilted his head a little. "Do I really need to? I do not plan on satisfying Aphrodite's needs. All I need is an item she has stored for me for hundred years. My chances to get out without having to spend time with her are higher if I wear my armour and not just a tunic."

"With all due respect, since when don't you want to share a bed with the most beautiful woman in the universe?" Kayn asked, one of his eyebrows was raised.

A small smile appeared on Ares' lips. "I would love to do but there are things I have to take care of and I don't really want to spend too much time. I can still fuck her until she cannot walk for a few days when I dealt with everything."

The grins on the guards' lips were wide. "That sounds like a fine solution," admitted Keyn.

"The question is whether she will let you go so soon. The immunity glyphs you burned in our bodies may have been engraved into your armour but they had not been burned into your flesh, milord. If you don't wear your armour, resisting her charm will be nearly impossible," the other guard addressed.

"That's why I need to wear my armour this time," Ares told.

Keyn took a deep breath and exhaled. "I'm sorry, milord, but we cannot let you in like that. This temple belongs to Aphrodite and anyone who wants to enter has to obey her rules. You ordered us to follow her rules, so we cannot make an exception. Not even for you. I'm sorry."

Ares sighed. "I understand. Seems I have to hope that Aphrodite is satisfied enough already."

"I wouldn't count on it," said Remuluz. "Not many persons entered her temple in the past few days.

"Seems I have no other choice than handing you my weapons and armour," concluded the God of War. "My armour is bloodstained, so I couldn't wear it anyway. Aphrodite hates it when blood drips on her floors, carpets and sheets.

"You must know it better than us."

"I know her better than anyone else," Ares said before he put his shield and sword on the ground and removed his gauntlets. He dropped them onto the floor and began to remove his upper body armour. He continued with his lower body armour,removing his shoes last.

Keyn handed him a pair of sandals which he put on without hesitation. He looked down at himself, grimacing as he took a closer look at the white tunic he wore. He didn't like going in without his armour but he knew he had no other choice. He could only hope for the best outcome.

The guards said nothing as they walked to the gate and opened the double doors. The god didn't hesitate to step through the entrance, arriving in a large hall which floor and walls were adorned with golden symbols, mandalas and other paintings.

Statues stood in front of each column that supported the high ceiling. Some of these statues were made of marble, some were made of gold and there were even some who were made of glass. The entrance hall was as impressive as the temple's outside. Even though Ares had passed the entrance hall a thousand times, he still let his gaze wander and regarded the numerous statues as if he was seeing them for the first time.

He didn't spend too much time regarding them and crossed the entrance hall quickly, stepping through the door at the opposite side. He met several semi-nude men and women who were winking at him as he crossed the bordering corridor. He still felt their gazes on his back as he walked past them and made his way to the corridor's end. It was obvious that they desired him but despite their beauty, Ares didn't desire any of these women at the moment. He had other things in mind at the moment than the one thing.

Ares finally arrived in the next room that was nothing more than a transition were dozens of doors that lead to different rooms or corridors. He usually took the door in the middle of the opposite wall because the corridor led to Aphrodite's favourite bedroom where she was most of the time. Like all the other times, Ares chose this door and followed the corridor behind it.

Usually, he already heard moans and other sounds that expressed sexual satisfaction from afar when walking through this corridor, but this time he didn't hear anything. Not even when he reached the corridor's end. Ares was suspicious. The only logical explanation for this was that his beloved was not in this room which didn't happen often. Mostly when she was taking a bath in the bathing hall. Despite his assumption, he still entered the room to find out if she really wasn't there.

He let his gaze wander, spotting a huge empty bed with pillows and blankets that were neatly arranged. The bed was made and no one could be seen. Aphrodite was not there, so Ares assumed that she was in the bathing hall which was on the other side of the temple. He would have to walk through several corridors, cross several rooms and avoid all of Aphrodite's daughters if possible. In the unlikely case that she wouldn't be in the bathing hall, he had no idea where to look for her. Maybe it was best to ask a servant where she was before he would travel this large distance for nothing.

Ares turned around and was about to leave the room as he noticed an aura for the first time since he had entered the room. It was a familiar aura, the aura of a person he knew very well. He didn't need to turn around to know who was behind him but he turned around nevertheless to face the person.

The person's lips formed a pleased smirk and their eyes reflected anticipation, telling Ares that they had something on their mind. Something dirty most likely.

"Haven't seen you for a while here," the person said with a clearly feminine voice. Its body shape was another proof that its gender was female. The woman casually leaned against one of the columns on the left side of the room, her arms were crossed in front of her breasts that were smaller than the breasts of the average female creature that lived in this place. Nevertheless, her chest was well developed.

"You love hiding in the shadows, don't you?" Ares asked her.

The woman smirked but said nothing. All she did was to put a strand of purple hair behind her pointed ear. Unlike other dark elves, her skin colour was much lighter and her ears were smaller. She was not a full dark elf. She was a half-elf. Half dark elf and half goddess. A divine hybrid. Her eyes and the form of her face were so similar to Aphrodite's that everyone who had seen Aphrodite would conclude that the hybrid was her daughter.

"I just really like regarding people that caught my attention," the half-elf said eventually and stepped away from the column. She began to slowly walk towards the god whose gaze still rested on her. She had full purple lips, gorgeous orange glowing eyes, high cheekbones and flawless skin. Her beauty was undeniable but Ares wouldn't fall for any beautiful woman so easily.

The hybrid may be Aphrodite's daughter but she didn't have the same charm as her mother. Her effect on him was different than Aphrodite's. Ares was able to resist her in most scenarios. He had proved that often in the past.

At this very moment, the desire he felt was not strong enough for him to lose control. He could hold himself together despite the revealing dress the elf wore. Her stiff nipples could be seen through the thin light blue fabric, as well as her black thong that barely covered her womanhood.

She wouldn't be a daughter of Aphrodite if she wouldn't appear at least a little slutty.

She stopped right in front of him, her hands immediately wandered to his broad chest. Ares could feel his skin tingle, signalizing him that her effect on him had just gotten a little stronger. "I came here to see your mother, Corsa. I don't really have much time for you today."

If this statement disappointed or hurt Corsa, she didn't show it. The look in her eyes told him nothing except that she was pretty horny. "Ah come one, Ares. You have at least an hour or two for me," she said with a seductive voice as she stepped on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, putting kisses on his jawline that was free of any hair. Ares put his hands on her hips, wanting to push away as he noticed that she was pressing her body against his with all her strength. His hands remained on her hips but he didn't push yet.

"I really need to see your mother, Corsa. I need to get an item she stored for me for quite some time. I can't really spare an hour or two."

"But you will spend at least three hours looking for her as long as you don't know where exactly she is," Corsa responded with a grin on her lips.

"If she's not here, she can only be in the bathing hall, right?"

"Does she?" the elf questioned teasingly.

"Where else should she be?" Ares asked sounding a little confused.

"In one of the thousand other rooms."

"She usually never goes anywhere else but her favourite bedroom."

"You only visit her once a week or twice at maximum, so how can you be so sure? Unlike you, I live with her and see her every day. I always know where she is and you don't know where she is at the moment," she responded with a wide grin on her lips.

"You have a point," Ares admitted.

Her smile grew wider. "I have something you want and you know exactly what I want so..." She played with a curl of his crimson hair, wrapping it around her finger as she stared into his dark-brown eyes.

"It's not that we never slept before, Ares. I know you find me attractive and I know you wouldn't say no to me under normal circumstances. So, why don't you spend some time with me instead of running aimlessly through corridors, halls and rooms until you find my mother? You could also try your luck or ask her servants but I'm certain that most of them demand the same. Not to mention that not everyone knows where she is at the moment. Make your choice, my dear." She caressed his chin with one hand, the other had found its way beneath his tunic and caressed his well-toned stomach muscles.

She noticed the thoughtful look on Ares' face and the way his eyebrows furrowed. He was thinking about her words but he didn't need long to make a decision. "I think I can spare an hour for you, Corsa, but I have one condition."

Corsa raised an eyebrow curiously. "What condition?"

"No contraceptives. I need more powerful warriors. Your father was a powerful warrior and you are not weak either, so I believe we can make an extraordinary warrior."

The corners of the dark elf's lips twitched a little. "I have no problem with that. I always wanted to carry out your child, to be honest."

Ares smirked for the first time since he had entered the room. "Very well."

He put his hand beneath the woman's chin and lifted it up, making sure that her gaze rested on him. His gaze didn't leave her eyes as he moved forward and shoved her to the bed on the other side of the room. He didn't even stop shoving her when the back of her feet came in contact with the bottom edge of the bed. Ares gave her a push that caused her to land on the soft mattress.

His smile didn't leave his lips as he got on the mattress as well and leaned over her. His knees were next to her hips, his hands rested next to her head. He looked down on her like a predator on his prey. Lust was reflected by his eyes. Her charm worked since he had let his defence down.

He wouldn't be able to resist her for the next hour. She could charm him much longer if she wanted but she didn't want to ruin her relationship with the most handsome god she had ever seen. She had no doubt that he really wanted to get the item from her mother as soon as he could, so she wouldn't claim more of his time than they had agreed to. One hour was too short for her liking but better than nothing.

Corsa knew that Ares loved to be the dominant one, so she did nothing and signalized him to do the first move. Ares put his hand around her neck and pushed her deeper into the mattress without hurting her. The pressure on her neck was easily bearable and she didn't mind him increasing it. But Ares didn't plan on choking her, not yet at least. His hand remained on her neck but his other hand began to remove her dress. He tossed it aside, his eyes immediately fell on her c-cups that were round and full and weren't encompassed by a bra.

His hand wandered to her right breast and touched it gently. He massaged it softly at first but then became a bit rougher as he started to knead it with all five fingers. He pressed his thumb on her stiff nipple and toyed with it, kneading it with his thumb and index finger eventually. He didn't miss the quiet moan that escaped the half-elf's lips even though it was barely hearable. His hearing was pretty good, it even rivalled the hearing of an elf.

Ares didn't miss the growing impatience in Corsa's eyes as he took turns in kneading her breasts. He knew that she wanted his manhood more than anything else at this very moment but she would have to wait a little longer. He kneaded her breasts for a few more minutes before he removed his hand and let it wander. His strong hand reached her waist eventually, the tips of his fingers stroked softly over the thin material of her black thong.

He could tease her if he wanted but he didn't want to spend too much time with her. He just wanted to give her a good fuck before he would see the Goddess of Love. He pulled the piece of fabric down to her ankles and over her feet, tossing it onto the bed. He smirked as he realised how wet she already was. He had no doubt her inner walls would stretch easily for his member.

The god removed his tunic and tossed it aside, doing the same with his underwear. He revealed his nude muscular form to his lover who regarded him with a pleased smile on her lips. The lust in her eyes was so much stronger than before as she regarded him from head to toe, licking her lips in the process.

Ares strengthened his grip on her throat a little. "Do you like what you see?"

Corsa ran the tip of her tongue over her lips once again as her gaze fell on his huge manhood. "I do."

Without saying anything or warning her, Ares brought the tip of his dick to her nether region, rubbing her folds a few times before he inserted his dick rougher than he would with any other lover. He knew Corsa for a long time. He knew she loved it rough, so he was rough with her. He knew how rough he could be, he knew his limits, so he didn't need to worry that he might hurt her. He knew exactly how far he could go because he knew how much Corsa could take. She was slim and tall but not extraordinarily muscular, nevertheless, her body could endure a lot of pressure.

The God of War pressed her upper body deeper in the mattress, choking her harder. "Harder, daddy," the half-elf whispered grinningly. Ares did what she had asked for and began to smash his hips against her butt cheeks in a constant rhythm, forcing his manhood deeper in her pussy with each thrust.

Although he was choking her, the moans that left her lips were still loud and perfectly expressed how good he made her feel. His huge and thick manhood that was penetrating her inner walls with such ease was causing strong waves of pleasure that started in her lower region but spread out quickly through her entire body.

But she was not the only one who was feeling great. Her inner walls rubbed his dick tightly, stimulating his nerves. Sounds of pleasure also escaped his lips but they were not as loud as his lover's.

His gaze shifted frequently. It either rested on her beautiful face or her breasts that bounced up with each thrust he made. He was hitting her g-spot hard in a constant rhythm. Sounds of flesh hitting flesh, cries of satisfaction and other sounds that expressed how good the lovers felt echoed through the room and got repeated over and over again.

The half-elf had no idea how much time had passed as Ares pulled his dick out. She was wondering why he was doing that, she might not know how much time had exactly passed but she was certain that the hour was not over yet. She felt the emptiness inside her womanhood, noticed the way her body yearned for contact. Her pussy yearned to be filled again by something thick and huge.

Her lover had not even climaxed in her yet but had still pulled his sex out. She was wondering if she had done something wrong but nothing came to her mind that she could have done wrong. Her charm was still working on him, the purple glowing heart-shaped symbol on his neck proved that. She was wondering what was going on.

Her gaze met his and she realized that the desire in his eyes was still there. She continued to figure out what was going on but before she could come to a quick conclusion, Ares had turned her around and put his left hand on the back of her head. Corsa's confused facial expression vanished, a wide grin reappeared on her lips. She knew exactly what he was planning to do and she was ready to cooperate with him. She got on her knees and lifted her ass up but she kept her upper body down, knowing that her lover preferred it that way. The left half of her face was pressed against the mattress but her other half could be seen. She regarded him with her right eye.

Ares regarded her exposed and shaved womanhood for a few moments before he inserted his cock in her needy pussy once again. He thrust his hips against her butt cheeks harder than before, pumping his dick in and out without pausing. Her body shook slightly with each strong thrust he made, the intensity of the waves of pleasure increased as well. She couldn't find any words to describe how great she felt, her mind was clouded from the ecstasy of pleasure that Ares caused.

She noticed that her orgasm was approaching faster than expected. Each thrust brought her one step closer to her peak. It was only a matter of time until she wouldn't be able to take it anymore. It happened much faster than she had thought. Within mere minutes, Ares brought her over the edge.

Her sex began to tingle, especially her clit which neither Ares nor she had touched so far. Her skin began to tingle as well and her inner walls became much tighter than before. The waves of pleasure had become enormously strong in the meantime and their intensity was still rising.

The waves became so strong that she blanked out for a few moments. As soon as she regained her consciousness, she felt her inner walls shoot out a liquid as they became loose. Even though she had just reached her climax, Ares didn't stop pumping his dick in and out. He was not done yet. It took him a few more minutes to reach his limit and release his load into his lover's cunt.

He needed a few minutes to pull himself together and then pulled his dick out, watching as a thick, nearly transparent liquid flowed out of his lover's widened sex. It was a mix of their love juice and Corsa couldn't keep all of it in her because he had released so much cum inside her.

"I didn't have sex for almost a year because I was busy fighting. Felt better than I expected," Ares commented as he sat down next to his exhausted lover who was breathing heavily. Corsa just nodded at him, her mouth was open but no words escaped her lips. She was still too exhausted to speak or do anything.

Ares put a hand on her back, muttering a spell Aphrodite had once taught him once. Because of the spell, the hybrid was able to recover much faster. It didn't take her more than a few minutes to pull herself together and turn around. "I missed this so much. I missed YOU so much," she said to him.

Ares brought a hand to her head and caressed her left cheek. "I missed you too. We can repeat that another day. When the harbingers of the void are defeated."

Corsa nodded, caressing her belly with her right hand. "Our child will show great potential. It will be a powerful warrior for sure."

Ares smiled as he wrapped a few strands of her hair around his index finger. "I take every warrior I can get."

Corsa sat up and placed a short kiss on his lips. "My mother is in room thirty-four in the sixth area. Tell her I'd love to spend some time with her once you are done with her."

"I will. I hope she won't require my skills for too long. I really want to leave as soon as possible because I've got business to do."

"If she didn't seduce all of her servants plus my brother and sisters who chose to live with her just like me, I doubt she is satisfied yet. My mother usually knows when you are coming and when she does, she starves and doesn't satisfy her sexual hunger so that she can fuck you much longer."

Ares sighed. "Seems I have to pray for the best."

Corsa put a kiss on his left cheek. "Good luck, honey. Feel free to visit me again once you dealt with your business."

"I'll show up for sure. Not only do I desire you but I also want to see our child often enough."

"I'm looking forward to seeing you as soon as possible."

Ares put a quick kiss on her lips before he got up from the bed and put his underwear and his tunic back on. He slipped into his sandals and made his way to the room's exit. He turned his head and regarded Corsa one last time before he finally left the room.