Chapter Two

Ares may have not been in all areas of the gigantic temple but he knew where the sixth area was and which ways he had to take to arrive there as fast as possible.

He met several of Aphrodite's servants and children. Some tried to gain his attention but he ignored them and quickly walked away from them without looking at them. He didn't want to see the disappointed looks on some of their faces. He left several corridors, rooms and even grand halls behind him, reaching the sixth area eventually.

He came to a circular-shaped room from which many paths went in several directions. Signs hang on the left side of each entrance, telling Ares to which rooms each of them led. The fourth corridor from the left was the one he was looking for. The sign showed that the rooms twenty-eight to thirty-six could be found there.

Ares didn't hesitate to walk towards the entrance, following the corridor until he came to the room he was looking for. R34 was engraved in the centre of the golden door right in front of the god. Ares put his left hand on the door but didn't push it open yet. He closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to hear something. He heard quiet noises but he couldn't recognize them. He could only assume that they were moans. Anything else wouldn't make sense.

The moment he opened the door a little, the noises became louder and finally recognizable. His assumption turned out to be true. The sounds were nothing else but moans. Ares opened the door further until he could step through it, the first thing he did was to let his gaze wander through the room that was only half the size of Aphrodite's favourite bedroom.

The first thing he saw was the well-formed ass of a woman with light brown skin, which basically pointed in his direction. It was an eye-catcher but Ares still managed to avert his gaze quickly and continue analysing the room, quickly finding out what the woman was doing. The woman sat on her knees, her upper body was bent forward and her head rested between the legs of another woman who was as nude as her.

Unlike the first woman, the second woman was blonde and had pale fair skin. Her hands rested on the other woman's head, her fingers were toying with her black hair. The blonde's eyes were closed, her head was tilted back a little and her bottom lip was trapped between her teeth. Her posture and facial expression were enough to tell Ares that she was really enjoying what the kneeling woman was doing.

He couldn't see the face of the light-brown-skinned woman but he could see the blonde's face. Although her eyes were closed, he could tell that she was stunningly beautiful, but she was not the woman he was looking for. There was a woman that was even more beautiful than this one and Ares could only hope that she was also in the same room and had not switched room while he had been busy with Corsa.

He let his gaze wander to his right, catching sight of two women. One of them had light green skin and fiery red hair that was combed to the left side. She was more muscular than the other women, the left side of her face and her right hip were tattooed with blue ink. Her ears were longer than human ears and pointed but she was not an elf or a half-elf. She was an orc, a very pretty orc to be exact. Her breasts were moderate, not too large but not too small either. They were of average size.

The orc was sitting, her legs were spread wide enough so that the fourth woman's hand had total access to her most sacred area. Ares' gaze was automatically drawn to the hand that was caressing the orc's slick folds.

Ares could already tell who that woman was by looking at her hands.

The woman's skin had a natural light colour that almost appeared pink in the right light. Her light blue fingernails were trimmed short, most likely because she didn't want to hurt anyone she was intimate with.

He had spent so much time with that woman, touched and regarded every part of her gorgeous body that he knew it like the back of his hand. This hand belonged to no one else but Aphrodite, the most beautiful woman in the universe.

His gaze wandered from her hand, along her arm to her shoulder. It didn't rest there for long and quickly shifted to Aphrodite's head that rested on the orc's right shoulder.

A glance on her perfect face was enough to cause a pleasant shudder to run down his spine. He noticed that her blue sapphire-like eyes rested on him and for some reason, his skin already tingled nervously. Her gaze was enough to make his body behave oddly.

The smile on her voluminous pink lips could be interpreted as mocking or teasing. Aphrodite wrapped a few strands of her light pink hair around the index finger of her other hand. Ares didn't notice yet that her hair was longer than usual, that it didn't just reach to her butt as it had the last time he had seen her. It would reach to her feet if she would stand but Ares was too busy staring into her eyes to notice that.

The Goddess of Love's upper body was covered by the orc who sat in front of her. Neither Aphrodite's breasts nor her ass could be seen by him but her face was already enough to stun him and drive his thoughts in a certain direction. He could easily forget about the reason he was there if he was a mortal or a less powerful god. But he was not any god and his will was not weak either, so Aphrodite's face was not enough to charm him and make him forget about everything but her.

Aphrodite didn't stop to caress her servant's folds as she addressed Ares. "Look who is finally here." Her angelic voice was so soft and harmonic, it was music to his ears. He could listen to her voice until the end of time without getting bored or annoyed. There was nothing he didn't love about Aphrodite. She was perfect to him and to anyone else who was attracted to women.

Ares noticed the small smile on her lips but he said nothing about it. He just regarded the scene wordlessly, stepping closer to the bed. Aphrodite regarded him but said nothing, waiting for his next step. Ares stopped not far away from the bed, his gaze fell on the goddess who hadn't moved an inch in the meantime. He cleared his throat and started to speak. "I didn't come for the reasons I usually come, Aphrodite. I'm not here to sleep with you."

The goddess tilted her head a little and raised one of her pink eyebrows, giving her lover a curious look. "Why do you come then, if it is not the only reason you have always come to see me?" The way she stressed every single word made Ares a little tingly. Her voice only reflected a little amount of sexiness but it was already enough for Ares' body to act strangely.

Aphrodite knew exactly how to pronounce the words she chose carefully to influence her interlocutors in the way she wanted. She also knew what gestures, facial expressions or moves she had to do. Influencing, manipulation and seducing others was her speciality. She knew exactly what to do to get what she wanted.

Ares gulped, wondering why he was lacking words at the very moment. He had known exactly what to say before he had entered the room. Before he had caught sight of Aphrodite. She had not even shown him all of her nude glory yet and he was already speechless. It always impressed him what she could do with her voice. Her voice was enough to make mortals, who had never seen her before, fall for her.

She was not a warrior or a mage but she was powerful nevertheless. Her powers were beyond his imagination. She could defeat any opponent without using a weapon. Every creature had a sexual drive and Aphrodite knew exactly to use that against them. Mostly for her own selfish purposes.

Most creatures she slept with were only sex toys for her, their only purpose was to satisfy her. There were only a few creatures she didn't regard as a tool to make her feel good. She cared about those few, even loved one of them. Ares was the one she loved the most of all mortal and immortal creatures. That was the reason why she didn't use her power to seduce him and fuck him as long as she wanted. Instead, she kept most of her nude form covered and gave Ares the opportunity to speak. She was sure that the reason for his coming was very important.

It was up to Ares to speak, Aphrodite wasn't hindering him. It was his body that was behaving strangely and betraying him. Ares closed his eyes, noticing how fast his heart was pounding. He knew that it was Aphrodite's mere presence, her aura, that was driving his body crazy but he had no idea what to do about it. Closing his eyes didn't slow down his heartbeat but he was at least able to order his thoughts. He waited until he was certain that he had his voice back and opened his eyes again, looking at his beloved.

"Do you remember the item I gave you hundreds of years ago? It was a light purple crystal that had the shape of a skull. I told you to store it for me until I need it one day."

The thoughtful look that appeared on the goddess's face looked so cute and sexy at the same time. Her chin was lifted a little, her eyes stared upwards at the ceiling and her bottom lip was pushed up a little by the index finger she pressed against it. "A crystal shaped like a skull... I think it rings a bell..."

"You must have it, honey."

"It could be in one of the halls where I store the gifts I receive from my visitors, children and worshippers."

"I didn't give it to you as a gift," Ares said.

"I know but it could be possible that one of my servants mistook it as a gift and stored it there," responded the pink-haired woman.

"Fine, then tell me where these halls are and I will search for it."

"I have dozens of such halls and each of them is pretty huge. You'll spend weeks looking for it, honey," Aphrodite remarked after she had shifted her gaze back to the God of War.

"Your servants could help me. You have hundreds of servants which presence you don't require currently," he responded.

The corners of Aphrodite's lips formed a small smile. "I could order them to help you but what does it bring me? I gain nothing in return and my servants will be unable to fulfil their tasks for some time. That doesn't sound fair to me."

Ares sighed. Her response didn't surprise him at all. He had expected her to make demands in return. He didn't need to ask what she wanted because it was so obvious. Besides gifts, the only thing Aphrodite wanted was sex.

"What if I spend some time with you? Will you tell your servants to look for the item then?"

Aphrodite's smile became wider. "That's a good suggestion. I will tell half of my servants to look for the item and you will stay with us, so we can have some fun."

"To be honest, I wish I could help them searching because I really need that item as soon as possible but it seems I have no other choice than to make this deal with you."

Aphrodite wrapped her arms around the orc's waist and pressed her upper body against her back, making her blush. She brought her other hand to her womanhood and pressed her thumb on her clit while after she slit two of her fingers in the orc's cunt, causing her to moan out loudly. "You can search but then you'll have to search alone. Well, I would give you five servants at maximum but you'll probably need a lot of time to find the object."

"I rather let your servants search. Hundreds are more effective than just six."

Aphrodite smiled widely. "Perfect. Remove your tunic and join us, my dear."

The God of War obeyed his beloved without hesitation, discarding the tunic on the floor. He crossed the distance between himself and the bed, sitting down. He saw Aphrodite widely grinning at him and he didn't need to look down at himself to find out why she was grinning. His manhood was hard since he had caught sight of the four naked beautiful women.

"Remove your shorts," the goddess demanded.

Ares obeyed, watching Aphrodite's smile become much wider. The orc's eyes grew wide, surprise appeared in mistress grabbed her chin and made sure she wouldn't turn her head, making her regard the god much longer than she had intended. The goddess brought her lips close to the orc's right pointed ear. "Have you ever seen such a big cock before, Zatrea?"

"No, mistress. I haven't," Zatrea whispered.

"It's magnificent, isn't it?"

Zatrea wanted to nod but remembered that her mistress was still holding her chin in her hand. "It is."

"Do you want to feel it inside you?" she asked. Her voice sounded sexier and more seductive than before.

"I do."

"Why don't you show Ares first what I taught you in the past days?"

"As you wish, mistress."

Aphrodite pulled her fingers out of Zatrea's pussy and brought them to her lips. She licked off the sticky liquid in the sexiest way possible, knowing that not only Ares but her two other servants were watching her. The brown-skinned woman had stopped licking the blonde, their curious eyes rested on the two gods and the orc. They didn't want to miss anything.

The Goddess of Love removed her arm from Zatrea's waist and nudged her shoulder lightly, signalize her to move. "What are you waiting for?"

Zatrea didn't need to be told twice. She crawled over to Ares whose gaze rested on Aphrodite's body that was now fully exposed. Her breasts were huge and full, her pink nipples were stiff and her womanhood was not only free of any hair but also pretty wet. Her southern lips were swollen, signalizing Ares that she had not only pleasured her servants so far but also received pleasure in return.

He didn't miss the anticipation that was reflected on her face as she leaned back against a large pillow. She gave the blonde and the raven-haired woman a signal, smiling at them. They crawled over to their mistress and sat down to her left and right. The blonde woman put one hand between her legs, the other wandered to Aphrodite's left breast and began to knead it. The other servant did the same, pleasuring herself and her mistress while waiting for the orc to do something. Aphrodite put one hand between her legs and did the same as her servants, her other hand wandered to the brown-skinned woman's butt and began to knead her left butt cheek.

Ares' gaze eventually landed on the orc after he had watched the three women masturbating for a few minutes. Zatrea's cheeks were as red as a tomato but the desire in her eyes was unmistakable. Her attraction to him was too obvious. Ares had had a few orcs as lovers in the past, so he knew that they were not only attracted to handsome creatures but also to powerful warriors. Strength, reputation and glory mattered a lot to orcs. Zatrea was not only attracted to Ares because of his extraordinarily good look but also because of his power and his reputation.

Ares smiled at her but said nothing nor did he do anything. He just watched her, wondering what she was going to do. She sat on her knees, her body was only a few inches away from him. From up close he had to admit that she was the most beautiful female orc he had ever seen. He could understand pretty well why Aphrodite had accepted her as a servant. She was stunningly beautiful.

Zatrea turned her head and looked at her mistress, receiving a quick nod from her. She looked back at Ares who gave her an expectant look. She took a deep breath and stretched her left arm out, reaching Ares' cock with her hand. She enclosed her hand around the long and thick shaft, moving her hand up and down slowly. She stared into Ares' eyes, noticing that the lust became clearer with each passing second. She increased her pace, smiling as she heard a quiet moan slipping out of his lips. She was happy that the god enjoyed what she was doing. She would feel very ashamed if he wouldn't like it. Fortunately for her, her efforts were not for nothing.

The pleasure Ares was feeling became stronger with time. The longer Zatrea rubbed his cock, the better he felt. She brought her other hand to his manhood eventually and enclosed it around it just like her first hand. She was now stimulating his sex with two hands, making him feel much better than before. She even managed to cause another moan to escape his lips within a few moments.

Zatrea rubbed his dick much faster for a few minutes and then chose to do the next step. She leaned forward and put the thick thing between her breasts, lowering her head so that she could reach his glans with the tip of her tongue. She ran the tip over the sensitive tip of his cock while her eyes still rested on his face. She saw that he was biting his bottom lip but he was still not able to prevent another moan from escaping his lips. She didn't stop rubbing her breasts against his thick thing, not even as she felt Ares' hand on her head.

The god drove his fingers through her hair and pushed her head down until the tip of his cock was in her mouth. The orc wasted no time in licking his dick with her tongue.

"You are pretty good at sucking," Ares complimented after a few minutes. She was doing a great job at pleasuring him. She was so good that she just needed a few more minutes to bring him very close to his climax. Ares didn't stop her, not even when the tip of his glans began to tingle. He endured a few seconds longer, letting a loud moan out when he came.

He filled her mouth with his cum, his dick stopped twitching eventually and his heartbeat slowed down and became normal again. He pulled his dick out of Zatrea's mouth, noticing that a portion of his release flowed out of her mouth and landed on her breasts before she could close her mouth and swallow the sticky liquid. The expression on her face was unambiguous. She enjoyed the taste of his cum and she was very happy that she managed to bring him to his limit.

"Well done, Zatrea. I'm proud of you," Aphrodite's angelic voice spoke.

The orc turned her head and looked at her mistress who looked pleased. Aphrodite removed her hand from her servant's ass, gesturing Zatrea to come to her. The redhead did as she was told, stopping right in front of her. Aphrodite put her hand beneath Zatrea's chin and pulled her head closer. She leaned in and pressed her lips on Zatrea's, tasting Ares' cum on them. She inserted her tongue in the other woman's mouth, brushing it past hers. She explored the orc's mouth, finding remains of cum that still stuck beneath her tongue and in some corners of her mouth.

Zatrea was completely out of breath and a deep blush could be seen on her cheeks as the kiss ended while Aphrodite was neither blushing nor out of breath. "That was a feast for my eyes. You successfully applied what I have taught you." She stared into Zatrea's delightful face for a few more moments before she turned her head and looked at the woman of colour. "I think she deserves a reward. What do you think, Clea?"

"I don't see anything that speaks against it, mistress," Clea responded.

Aphrodite giggled and brought her face to Zatrea's, whispering something in her ear. The redhead nodded and turned around, leaning against Aphrodite who put her arms around her waist. She put her hands on the upper thighs of her servant and spread them widely. She winked at Ares who didn't hesitate to approach them. Aphrodite spread Zatrea's southern lips with two fingers, biting her bottom lip in anticipation as Ares gently pressed the tip of his manhood against the orc's folds.

A warm feeling rushed through Ares' whole body as Aphrodite put her hand around his shaft and slowly guided it inside the needy womanhood of her servant. It was the first time Aphrodite had touched him in almost a year. Her mere touch was enough to bring him close to his next orgasm. Ares' face didn't reflect how surprised he was about that because only lust and desire could be seen on his face. It was hard for Ares to decide if Aphrodite's hand on his dick or Zatrea's inner walls that tightened around his dick caused more pleasure for him. He didn't care what felt better, all that mattered was that he felt great.

Aphrodite gave her lover's dick a few strokes before she removed her hand and put it on Zatrea's sex. She caressed her clit with two fingers while she watched Ares move his hips back and forth. Her other hand massaged Zatrea's breast and toyed with her nipple but that was not everything she did to make her servant feel much greater. She also kissed her neck and shoulders, leavingtiny bruises, that will eventually turn into love bites, behind.

The other servants joined her mistress eventually and took Zatrea's nipple between their teeth, biting and sucking on them softly. All in all, it was too much for Zatrea's body to handle. She came shortly after Ares released his load inside her a few minutes later, surprisingly it was not Ares' name that left her lips. A loud MISTRESS escaped her lips the very moment her inner walls contracted and released a sticky liquid.

Aphrodite smiled down at Zatrea, whose head still rested on her bosom, and caressed her left cheek with her hand. Zatrea was too exhausted to say or do anything, so Aphrodite decided to give her some rest. She ordered Clea and the other servant to bring her to another room. They did as they were told, returning a few minutes later.

Ares approached his beloved but she stopped him before he could get too close. She put a hand on his chest and pushed him away softly. Ares was so surprised that he didn't resist and allowed her to keep him at distance. He tilted his head a little, confusion was reflected by his eyes. "Is something wrong, honey? Did I do something wrong?" he asked worriedly.

Aphrodite smirked and shook her head. "Nothing is wrong, honey. I just want you to take care of my other servants first before you pull me in your arms. They serve me well, so it's only fair that they get the same treatment as Zatrea."

A soft groan escaped Ares' lips. It was obvious that he would rather fuck Aphrodite than the other servants. Nevertheless, he didn't mind taking care of them first. He would do anything Aphrodite would demand of him, so he would fuck her servants first in this case. "Your wish is my command, my love."

Aphrodite crawled over to a stack of pillows and leaned against it. "I'll watch you in the meantime. The hornier I get, the better."

Ares glanced at her, noticing out of the corners of his eyes that the servants were approaching him. Clea and Rena stopped right in front of him, pure lust and desire were visible in their eyes. Like Zatrea, they were heavily attracted by him.

"You are by far the most handsome man I've ever seen," complimented Clea. Ares had no doubt that she didn't just say it to be polite. She really meant it. Ares knew that he belonged to the most handsome gods, he knew that lots of women were attracted by him, otherwise, he wouldn't have had so many lovers in the past.

"No wonder our mistress prefers you over anyone else. I've never seen anyone more handsome than you in the temple since I swore to serve the mistress," said Rena.

"You are also very attractive," Ares complimented in return. "Aphrodite has an eye for extraordinarily beautiful men and women. She only takes those who meet her standards as servants. I bet you are very grateful that she chose you."

"We are very glad that she chose us and we swore to serve her until the end of our days and fulfil her every wish."

"Good for you that her servants stay younger much longer than other women. I don't know if it's her magic or this place that is responsible for that but it's no coincidence."

"It's probably her love juice," responded Clea. "I've been drinking it regularly for twenty years and I haven't aged much yet."

Ares glanced over at Aphrodite who was grinning back at him. "That would make sense," he said and looked back at the servants. He brought his hands to their chins and lifted them up a little, turning their heads left and right. He regarded their profile for a few moments and then removed his hands, putting them on the areas between their legs. The women got closer to the god, snuggled their bodies against his and pressed themselves against his fingers which slit in their pussies with ease. Three of Ares' fingers were in each woman, touching their g-spots. Low moans escaped their lips as they pressed themselves further against the fingers of the god who regarded them with a smile on his lips.

He didn't need to do anything to make them feel good, because they were already doing that by themselves by moving their hips back and forth. They were basically using him to make themselves feel good but Ares was certain they most likely did that to give Aphrodite a good show. If there was something else Aphrodite loved besides having sex, it was watching others having sex. She felt great when others around her felt great. The look on Aphrodite's face told Ares that she enjoyed what she was seeing.

Ares thought of a way he could satisfy Clea and Rena and at the same time that was also great to watch. He didn't need long to figure out something. He pulled his fingers out and brought them to the servants' lips, sticking them in their mouths. He made them taste each other, feeling their tongues licking his fingers. He pulled his fingers out eventually and put his hands on Clea's hips, pulling her onto his lap right after he had laid down on the mattress.

Clea sat right in front of his still erect dick, not hesitating to take it in her hands and stroke it. Rena regarded her friend curiously and then averted her gaze to look at the god who was already looking at her. Ares didn't need to say anything to Rena because she already knew what he wanted her to do. She crawled over to him and put her knees next to his head, positioning herself above his head. She lowered her hips until he was able to reach her womanhood with his head. She almost sat on his face as he began to run his tongue over her slick southern lips.

Rena's gaze shifted to her mistress, who gave her an approving look, and then landed on Clea who had inserted Ares' dick in her pussy in the meantime.

Clea's hips moved rhythmically with Ares' hips, loud moans escaped her lips. She wouldn't be lying if she would say that Ares' cock was the biggest she had ever had inside her. It was by far the best dick she ever had and she had had many since she vowed servitude to Aphrodite. She couldn't stop grinding her hips against his, each thrust made her feel better and better. It had been a long time since she had a dick inside her that totally filled her out. She was more than happy to have the honour of making love to the great Ares. She could only hope that she would make him feel good enough that he might want to see her again.

The woman of colour looked at her friend, noticing the happy expression on her face. Rena was happy for her and Clea was happy that she could share this experience with her dear friend. She leaned forward, watching Rena doing the same. They stretched their hands out and intertwined their fingers, bringing their faces together. Their lips met, their tongues left their mouths and entered the mouth of the other, exploring every corner.

Ares pumped his penis in and out in a fast rhythm, his tongue was inside Rena's cunt and licked her inner walls, reaching as deep as possible. He was wondering what Aphrodite was doing at the very moment. Was she just watching? Or was she touching herself? He was busy pleasuring Rena with his tongue, so he couldn't turn his head and look at her.

If he would be able to look at her, he would see that Aphrodite was penetrating her inner walls with a thick pink sex toy. She pinched the nipple of her left breast with the other hand, her bottom lip was trapped between her teeth. She could not deny that what she saw aroused her enormously. Not as much as an orgy would do but the fact that Ares was there and not anyone else increased the pleasure she felt by a lot. He was her favourite lover for a reason, he was the one who could cause the most pleasure to her. He was the one who made her feel the best.

She was really looking forward to having his massive thing inside her. She really wanted that dick but she had to be patient. She had to wait until her servants were satisfied but she didn't mind waiting a little longer. She knew that Clea's orgasm was approaching quickly and that it was only a matter of time until she couldn't take it anymore. She was certain that Rena wouldn't endure much longer, especially because Ares was really good with his tongue. She might not reach her orgasm as fast as Clea but as soon as they would switch, she would reach her limit a few minutes later.

Aphrodite's smile became much wider as Clea threw her head back, bucked her hips against Ares' hips and cry out his name. The goddess watched with pleasure as the dark-skinned woman rode out her orgasm, her mouth was open and her chest rose and fell quickly as she inhaled as much air as possible in a short time. It took her a few minutes to recover and a few more minutes to get off Ares' dick that was covered in her love juice. More juice was pouring out of her womanhood as she crawled over to the blonde and took her place.

Rena was more than just happy to take her friend's previous place, moaning out loudly as the god's dick penetrated her walls when it entered her sex. The waves of pleasure that rushed through her body became stronger with every thrust he made. She had already received a lot of pleasure before the God of War had shown up and the work of his tongue had brought her much closer to her orgasm. Ares didn't need longer than a few minutes to make her reach her limit. She cried out his name and threw her head back in the same way her friend had done as her inner walls contracted and released a load of love juice.

It didn't take her long to recover from her orgasm, portions of her love juice flowed out of her vagina when she got off Ares' lap and sat down next to him. Clea joined her and wrapped an arm around her upper body, smiling at her.

Ares got up as well and glanced at the satisfied servants before he looked down at his stiff member that was covered in the love juice of the two women he had just penetrated.

"Seems you left a mess, my dears," spoke Aphrodite. "You should clean the mess you created."

Clea and Rena obeyed happily, bringing their faces to Ares' cock so that they could start cleaning it with their tongues. Once they freed it from the sticky liquid, they enclosed their hands around it and stroked it rapidly, not wanting to leave him in peace without having made him cum first.

Ares held out a few minutes longer before the tip of his dick finally started to tingle. His dick began to twitch, a white liquid shot out a few seconds later and was spread all over the servants' faces. Their mouths were as wide open as possible to catch as much cum as possible. Ares' dick stopped twitching eventually but remained stiff. He was certain that Aphrodite was responsible for that. She didn't want his dick to become limp for obvious reasons. She wanted him to endure as long as possible and she didn't mind helping out a little.

The Goddess of Love called her servants back to her and licked their faces clean with such pleasure and joy as if she would eat a sweet dessert. There was nothing better for her to taste than the sweet nectar coming out of Ares' sex.

"You served me well today," she said to her servants. "Why don't you go to the next room and continue what you started before my beloved Ares showed up?"

Clea and Rena nodded instantly. "As you wish, mistress."

Aphrodite kissed each of them passionately before she let them go, slapping their juicy asses the moment they stood up. Clea and Rena intertwined their fingers and walked towards the door together, regarding Ares from head to toe one last time before they opened the door and left the room.

"They are so sweet, aren't they?"

"Not as sweet as you, my love," responded Ares.

"Charming."

"There are plenty more charming words in my mind."

Aphrodite smirked. "I'm listening."