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"I could make love with you forever…." he whispered, surprised himself at the amount of affection reverberating from his voice.
Her brows lifted immediately with wonder, not really knowing whether it was wise or not to make a smart comment about his unusual remark…
"Interesting choice of words….." she finally decided to say, flicking a glance at him- only to discover an incredibly intimate look in his eyes, one that left her seriously questioning his motifs…..Where was he trying to get at with this ….? " Fuck was usually a term closer to your heart….? What happened to it? "
" Don't worry…There are plenty of moments in which I want nothing more than to fuck your brains out….And yet, love making seems to have been a bit underrated…."
" For you maybe….." she chuckled, rolling her eyes at him.
" Are you laughing at your patron God, Warrior Princess?"
" It sure seems like it…" she casually answered, even more amused by his expression now, and, as some sort of playful payback for her brashness, he swiftly pulled her under him and began tickling her. Her laughter soon rang through the room, a fit of uncontrollable, girlish giggles actually that filled his heart with an unknown joy…
"Ares!" she yelled in between laughs, trying hard to push him from her, but he was way too heavy for her to succeed." Ares, stop it!" she begged, squirming and squealing under him, but he kept grinning devilishly as he continued, pinning her hands above her head as he kept teasing her with the other.
" Not until you say you're sorry….." he let her know, in between laughs.
" I'm sorry….I'm sorry! " she gave up, her face flushed and her beryl moons glistening with amusement, and his fingers finally ended their energetic dance up and down her ribs.
Moments before he released her arms, the War God took his sweet time studying her features. She was beautiful….so freaking beautiful and provocative and….just right for him….From the way she looked at him to that undeniable chemistry, that awkward magnetism between their bodies….she was the very definition of temptation… everything was perfect about her…
" It's your turn to close your eyes…." he murmured softly against her ear, tickling the sensitive skin behind it now and sending darts of pleasure through her body- but what really made Xena shudder, was the tone of his voice. She couldn't really identify it, for she hadn't heard it before, but for some reason, it made her unbelievably nervous and vulnerable.
" Are you planning to stab me?" she inquired after a thoughtful pause, using his own words against him, and if the God had seemed slightly amused when he said them earlier that night, she on the other hand, sounded rather edgy….What was wrong with her? This Bastard had just spent half the evening flirting with some ex flame, and there she was, all wet and excited, utterly compliant at his any request. Tartarus, it was like every note pouring from his lips, every inflection, could trigger a series of earthshaking orgasms deep inside her already pulsating cunt…..It sure made her spine feel as if it were on fire….
"Been there, done that…" he sexily whispered again, shifting a bit so that he was perfectly nestled between her legs and despite herself, she couldn't help thinking that she had never wanted a man so much in her life…..Her body was like a volcano, continuously erupting, and that unexplainable urge to feel his cock, buried deep inside her, was at least unnatural…..The mere idea of having him fuck her again, made a fine trail of moisture drip from her now glistening slit, and she automatically closed her eyes at the feeling, her entire body tensing for a moment, in anticipation.
"Don't move, or I'll have to tie your hands…" he let her know, and she could actually feel him smiling against her mouth as his lips brushed hers, ever so lightly, just like she had tried to do to him earlier, before passion took over …..
He was going to tease her big time, she could tell that much, but truth was, nothing could prepare her for what happened afterwards…..
….Her mouth popped open with pleasure and surprise, when, wasting no time, he focused his attention straight on her overly sensitive breasts whilst his fingers began scraping lightly over her abdominal muscles, moving past her naval but stopping tormentingly close to the place she desperately wanted him to touch again.
His breath was warm and stimulating as it swirled around the outside of her areola, slowly spiraling inward, licking teasingly slow around her nipple but without actually touching it, expertly teasing her senses. By the Fates! It was pure, exquisite torture…one that she would have never wanted to end. When he finally brushed the tip of his tongue across the pebbled tip of her nipple, she thought she would scream in pleasure, her every nerve vibrating with lust, and combined with the suckling and the nibbling, the wetness between her legs became more and more abundant, so that when his fingers finally spread her labia and began stroking her, her pussy was drenched with creamy juices- wetter than she could ever remembered being.
Ares smiled….Gods, he was fascinated with this woman…! She was simply addictive and utterly irresistible…and always so ready for him…!
" I can't wait to taste you…." he once again murmured against her lips and she could feel her stomach quiver in nervousness and sweet anticipation….As he began drawing an invisible trace of moist kisses from the valley of her breast towards her belly button, it felt as if her heart itself had stopped pumping blood. Nothing else mattered- except for his skilled fingers, that were now steadily pumping in and out of her, exploring her inner depths.
She moaned ecstatically at the first contact, marveled at how tightly her muscles clenched around him. The God's thick cock twitched in excitement of course, and she could now feel it again, pressing hard against her inner thigh, but he made a noise of protest when she reached for him, and in exchange he plunged his fingers even deeper inside her. She hissed in frustration, obviously wanting more…more than his fingers, no matter how skilled an unfairly talented they were…. Instead, she wanted that throbbing shaft to impale her, and a low groan of aching need tore from her throat when, moments later, he replaced those hard working fingers with his tongue, thus eliciting a new series of sighs, gasps and whimpers as electricity crackled through her with each new stroke….
He was entranced…..every little sound she made, every little moan drove him even wilder….He wanted her like nothing else on the face of the earth. And he wanted her crazy for him, desperate for him to fuck her ….A possessive need to feel that she was his, and his alone, and that in this whole universe, there was nothing for her but his touch….
With those thoughts whirling maddeningly inside his blurry mind, Ares' tongue was lapping fervently now at her swollen clit, and combined with the now aggressive invasion of his fingers, hitting repeatedly the sensitive spot that he knew would make her lose even the last trace of control her mind still had over her body, he brought her on the brink of ecstasy.
"Does it feel good?" he tenderly whispered, slowing his pace for a moment and limiting his movement at circling her clit with his index for a few torturous seconds that for Xena seemed to last an eternity- enough for him to take the needed time to study her absolutely divine, blissful visage….She was astonishing, completely transformed with unrestrained lust…
" Please don't stop…." she asked, while, holding on to him to steady herself, she started riding his fingers, writhing under him, grinding her hips against his palm in dizzy hunger for what his previous touches had promised.
It was obviously everything the War God needed to hear. Eager to please his impossibly aroused Princess, he soon replaced his tongue with his knuckles and, rubbing her furiously, he soon catapulted her over the edge, her body coming apart under his skillful ministrations….
In response, her fingers sank into his hair and her head tossed back and forth on the pillows and her spine arched almost violently as she kept whimpering under the force of the most powerful orgasm she had had that night….
Seconds later, she was biting her lips hard at the realization of how slutty and exposed she felt…Allowing him to control her to that extent, was the stupidest thing she had done in her entire life, and somehow, deep inside, she knew it…With Ares, sooner or later, such recklessness came with a price, and she was still unsure whether she could afford paying it…..
Feeling almost uncomfortable now about the whole situation, the dark haired beauty shifted her glance, searching for the War God's, but when their eyes finally met, his absolutely hypnotized gaze held nothing of her inner turmoil. Probably the biggest shock of the night, was though when, instead of replacing his fingers- once again coated in her juices- with that fully erect cock that she could feel pressing wantonly against her leg earlier, he preferred to snuggle closer to her and encase her in a warm protective embrace….
Misinterpreting his gesture, her hand, immediately headed toward his shaft, only to discover to her boundless surprise that it was flaccid and apparently unimpressed by her earlier performance- which for any guy in his righteous mind would have been mind-blowingly arousing.
The shocked expression on her face must have confessed everything in a split second as well, for, with unbelievable gentleness given their previous interaction, the God took her hand in his and tenderly pressed it against his lips.
" No need to panic, Sweet, I'm a God, remember? I have perfect control over my own body…" he said, shifting demonstratively a bit so that she could now feel just how hard he was again…"
" Oh…." she simply said, not really knowing what to make of it …
" You're exhausted…." he lovingly explained right before he placed another delicate kiss on her lips, one that she cleverly deepened, but which he abruptly broke moments later- before things got out of hand again. " Hey! No more womanly tricks…..Sleep…I need you rested tomorrow, for the festival remember…?"
"I almost forgot about it…." she breathed out, her lips curling into the most adorable smile as the tips of his fingers began caressing her face. " Do we have to wake up early?" she inquired, a small frown creasing her forehead at the thought.
His hand went still for a moment on her cheek….By the Styx itself, he loved seeing her smile….She had the most amazing, dazzling smile- the most spectacular thing to witness, beyond any shadow of a doubt….
"Ares?" she asked, seeing that he wasn't planning on answering soon…..
" Yeah?" he answered as if having just woken up from a trance.
" Do we need to wake up early tomorrow?" she repeated the question, silently wondering what had kept his mind that busy.
" No…the festival only stars after sunset.." he finally mentioned, wrapping his arms tighter around her…." We can spend the entire morning right here, in between these sheets…."
His line- which was initially supposed to be informative- sounded incredibly obscene to her, his voice charged with a sexual tension hard to miss.
" Are you sure about this? " the Warrior Princess questioned, subtly pressing her leg against his erection.….He was still iron hard….
" Positive….Holding you like this is better than any orgasm…" he ended, kissing protectively her forehead and pulling her a few inches upper so that her head could use his chest as a pillow.
" I'm telling you War God, all this sex isn't doing you any good….It has started to mess with your mind…."
" No….you're messing with my mind…." he jokingly contradicted, searching for her mouth, and unlike the previous time, he didn't limit himself at an innocent, delicate brush of her lips, but an intense, hard, hot, diving kiss that left her breathless and trembling in his arms….
" Sweet dreams, Princess…." he breathed out on an intoxicatingly alluring tone that made her wonder if her going to sleep was what he really wanted….
"Was it good for you?" she found herself asking-right before she followed his precious advice- her voice hesitant and somewhat fearful, cursing herself the very next second for having dared ask such stupid question….
"It was amazing. " his shooting words reached her ears, while he softly began running his fingers through her dark, silky tresses.
Quite pleased with herself- despite all the self imposed restrictions- Xena finally drifted to sleep, a deep, peaceful slumber, in which her mind went completely blank, no thoughts, no images, no dreams….just a pleasing, welcoming darkness in which the only well veiled contact she still had with reality were the God's gentle strokes and the calming sensation of his breath on her shoulder as he held her through the night..….
...From behind one of the mirror walls, two devilish, emerald green eyes were shining in the darkness, glazed with jealousy….
XXX
A few hours later, the God was still wide awake, watching over his Princess, listening to the melodic sound of air entering and exiting her lungs….He couldn't sleep…..He didn't want to sleep…He smiled into her hair as she finally stirred in his embrace, snuggling even closer to him, if possible. A small gasp left her lips as her hand moved a few inches, her body stiffening for a few moments, just to relax back when, as if wanting to make sure that he was still there with her, her arm unconsciously tightened its hold around his mid section…He was still there….she was safe….
He knew in that moment that there was nothing in the world he wouldn't do for her, and immediately arched an eyebrow at the realization….The main reason why he had brought her there in the first place, was to figure out what it was that he felt for her….He had initially thought that it was pretty much the same thing that he felt for Amytis….dark, agonizing passion- a consuming fire really, that he couldn't get himself to extinguish…..Boy was he wrong….!
The desire he felt for the Queen couldn't even be compared to the tornado of sensations his Princess had managed to stir inside him…If with Amytis, it was all about lust, rough, carnal passion that was bound to enslave the senses –at times driven to the extreme too- with Xena it was all that and more….Her presence was like air to his lungs, and her gaze alone was more than enough to bring out an imaginable hunger inside him….And that unnatural possessiveness he felt towards her- he hadn't felt like that about anyone in his entire godly existence.
….With the read headed Queen, he had never felt jealousy ….He couldn't care less who else fucked her, even in his presence- whether it was her husband, one of her many lovers or any other male or female for that matter, he had never ever given a damn about it, it left him as cold as ice at the sentimental level. He did find it maddeningly arousing nonetheless to fuck her perfectly toned ass while Nabucco ravished her pussy, but that was all there was to it….
With his Princess on the other hand , the thought alone of some other man even looking at her implyingly, infuriated him beyond words and reason….He was still surprised that he hadn't carbonized the King the minute he saw him touching her like that…..A wave of dark, acid anger washed over him right out of nowhere again as the image crept back into his mind…Indeed, the gratitude he felt towards his friend had been the only thing that had saved his petty life- but just like he warned him, he would not be given a second chance…She was his , and his alone, and would chop to pieces anyone who dared touch his property.
…At the same time, as much as he hated admitting it, this behavior of his was sick and he knew it…..He wanted her to be his, almost in the same way one would want to own a pet or an object, a soulless thing that could never say no, but paradoxically, at the same time, he wanted her to be as crazy about him as he was about her….She wanted her heart not just her body, her respect not just the advantages that her position as his Chosen could bring her…
"I want you to love me…." he murmured in her hair, without even realizing that the words were actually leaving his lips…It was a staggering conclusion that finally left him wondering if he wasn't actually losing it- as she had so sincerely put it….Maybe she was right, maybe all that sex was finally getting to him…With that thought in mind, he also drifted to sleep, inhaling deeply the still lingering smell of their love making and that delicate perfume of her skin….She was his….
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