CURIOUS ABOUT HOW EXACTLY ARES GOT TO KNOW AMYTIS IN THE FIRST PLACE? YOU'LL FIND OUT ALL ABOUT IT IN THIS CHAPTER:)

When the late morning sun finally began to caress her face through the wide open window, Xena shifted lazily in the War God's embrace. She didn't open her eyes, no, not yet given that she was still half asleep, still wandering along that ever so fragile border between a sweet, captivating dream and waking up….

She inhaled deeply though, and with that, the conscious part of her brain instantly knew it…That delicious, masculine perfume could only belong to him, and as his soft lips placed a warm, loving kiss against her temple, there was no doubt about it anymore….

She purred, just like a spoiled kitty, making herself even more comfortable in his strong, protective arms, and in response, his lips glided slowly down her cheek and even lower until they reached the corner of her mouth.

" Morning Sleeping Beauty…" he whispered, pressing delicately his lips against hers, and he could swear he had felt a jolt of electricity shooting through her at the contact….

Unlike himself, he didn't deepen the kiss. Instead, he framed her charmingly radiant visage with his palms and waited for her to open those mesmerizing azure moons for him…When she finally did, a strange, unfamiliar heat enveloped his heart like a fiery ribbon , making it pulsate wildly – like only an historic battle could, but at the same time, way, way better...

When her own hand extended to his face and her fingers started gliding along his cheek bones, her gaze now firmly fixed on his half parted lips, he just had to ask himself whether this confusing whirl of sensations taking over his body every single time she touched him was really love- this idea had haunted him mercilessly throughout the rest of the night, right after she fell asleep – or something even more intense-And if was indeed so, what was it?…

"How did you sleep?" he questioned- unable to move or to break the spell she had him under- like he had first intended it- but as her tongue glided cunningly inside his velvety mouth, tasting him, exploring him- in a neither gentle nor rough manner- with the unmistakable assuredness of a woman who knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it, he suddenly found himself entangled in the labyrinthine reality of her kiss.

A shudder rippled through his body as she molded herself closer to him, and soon he was plundering her mouth with a fervor that made their breathing become more and more erratic by the second. Combined moans of pleasure swirled in their mouths as that intimate union of their tongues become longer, more demanding and definitely more intoxicating.

" Gods, baby…." he murmured once she pulled away from him, his chest rising and falling in quick, uneven pumps, his body reactions more fierce than anything he had ever known…" Do I take your breath away the same way you take mine? "

"I'd rather keep that a secret" she cattishly answered, once again amazed to find that impossibly loving gaze in his eyes….

"I won't tell anyone…" he tempted, his lips moving lower now at the base of her neck. Her veins were like fire- her blood probably as hot as molten lava, and he could actually feel it pulsing in rhythm with his own heartbeat….She was driving him crazy even when she didn't do anything at all…..

" Ares…." she finally moaned when she realised how things were going to evolve from there….." I desperately need a bath….I'm soaking wet…." she whined, scraping her nails lightly against his bare back.

"That's perfect….Just like I want you to be..." he answered, his voice thick with arousal.

" That's not what I meant…" she insisted, chuckling softly when, twisting her body and slipping from under him, she noticed his childish pout. He pretty much looked like a naughty five year old boy whose mother had just taken away his favorite toy...

A light touch on her shoulder was all it took for the God to make a refreshening late spring like breeze, combined with an amazing wild flowers perfume and the sensation of a delightful summer rain envelop her body in their unique, supernatural effect that left her absolutely clean within the blink of an eye…..

" Better?" he asked, without actually waiting for an answer, already clutching his fingers in her thick, silky hair to pull her back into his arms, but a feather like touch on his wrist stopped his any intention the following second.

" I'm just dying for a real, lilac scented bubble bath ….." she pleaded, casting him an apologetic glance while biting her lower lip.

His brows got unconsciously pulled together in a frustrated frown….He just couldn't get enough of her, and not being able to have her when he wanted, made him almost furious ….Whatever anger had risen inside him though, dissolved into nothingness the minute her fingers started caressing his forearm.

"Whatever you want…." he breathed out softly, and a mere moment later, he did pull her in his arms, but for an entirely different reason- to scoop her up and carry her across the room - in the direction of an enormous round stone bathtub that had appeared right out of nowhere, for her and her alone…

A few steps later, he was gently placing her in the divinely scented water, and he couldn't help that full- blown smile that stretched the sides of his lips as he saw her close her eyes at the relishing sensation of the impossibly white, fluffy foam clanging to her skin and teasing her sensitive nipples.

" Is the water hot enough….?" he asked, despite the fact that he already knew the answer to that question.

" Just right….." she replied, breathing deeply and murmuring with pleasure as she made herself comfortable, resting her head on the edge of the tub.

This time, she didn't utter the smallest protest when, joining her in the water and moving behind her, he pulled her in his lap. Contrary to her expectations though, he didn't do any of the things she could just swear he was about to do….She could have bet her life that as soon as he got into that tub, his hands would be possessively roaming against each and every inch of her appealing body, making her explode like a firecracker in his arms several times way before his cock even entered her, making her regret with all her heart and soul that she had turned him down earlier…Surprisingly, it appeared as if the God had no such intentions, and, apart from the fact that he skillfully pinned her already clean hair up and locked his arms around her waist, no naughty thought had even crossed his mind - an unexpected reaction that left the Warrior Princess wondering what had changed his course of action…

"So…" she started, suddenly a bit unease with this new situation…

" So….." he continued, his fingers adding a bit more pressure against her ribcage as his lips found their way to her shoulder, where they planted an innocent, barely felt kiss.

" Tell me that story…" she asked, leaning into him even more, the back of her head resting against his wide, muscular chest.

"What story darling?" he inquired, giving a quiet, deep moan of satisfaction as her satin hand unconsciously began stroking his outer thighs. She had the most incredible touch….

"About your friends….How did you meet them ?" she asked, in a slightly more serious voice, biting her lip as he absently started to brush his thumbs at the base of her breasts- a casual, primal response to her own ministrations, that came almost automatically, no hidden agenda what so ever, it was just pure, mindless instinct….

" It's a long story…" he whispered huskily against her ear, his fingers moving a few inches upper, so that his hands were now cupping her full, gorgeous breasts, giving them a light squeeze before they ceased any type of movement as if the awareness of what he was doing finally washed over him.

" Well….you did say that we have the morning all to ourselves…so…."she reminded him, arching a bit forward so that her breasts pressed harder into his palms and it wasn't last long until she distinctly felt his shaft starting to swell and harden under her and she just couldn't help herself… she unconsciously rubbed herself against him as if trying to make herself more comfortable, this time, eliciting a soft sigh from him.

" It all started with a war…" he began, placing a few lustful kisses on the back of her neck, bursting spears of dark, perverse pleasure piercing through every cell of his body when she once again ground her slit along his rigid pole, her nipples turning suddenly rock hard at the feeling, pressing like nails against the center of his palm.

He clenched his teeth, biting hard his lower lip, while trying to keep his instincts under control, thinking that maybe, the only thing she wanted right now was to enjoy a decent bath and not necessarily another round of wild sex, especially after the utterly brutal night they had spent together…

" A war?" she inquired in between considerably more labored breaths, licking her lips as behind her closed eyes, unwillingly, the image of his throbbing meat ramming in and out her boiling with need pussy, forced itself into her brain, teasing her beyond words…She almost moaned at the thought. Luckily, just as that needy sound was about to leave her mouth, she pushed it back down her throat, mentally slapping herself for her weakness…And though….the thought alone was incredibly arousing, and all of the sudden, she could feel a very special warmth glowing between her legs, pulsating ceaselessly in one particular spot where she desperately wanted him to touch her….

" A war, yeah…that was what brought us together." he responded while with ample moves, he began to slowly massage her breasts, the rich foam helping his hands glide deliciously across their brash, alluring surface …His eyes glittered darkly when this time, there was no time for her to stop the gasp that burst from her throat….He was so damn good with his hands….

She threw her head slightly back when his fingers finally began teasing her nipples, rolling them carefully and tugging on them, and from the position she was now in, his teeth started nibbling on her earlobe…

" It was about three centuries ago…" he continued and his statement was like a slap across the Warrior Princess' flushed face.

" Three centuries?! Does that mean that she's a Goddess?!" she inquired, half outraged by the possibility….

"Not precisely…she's immortal…." he clarified, tightening his hold on her as if fearing that she might get up and leave…She wasn't going anywhere…not anymore…..

"You see, the Olympian pantheon was at War with the gods of Babylon…" he said, not really pleased with the fact that her brain was overly alert now….He had to do something to change that…So before the Warrior Princess got the chance to properly dissect that valuable information, his hand had already snaked down between her legs, parting them slightly before two thick fingers slid between her puffy lips, moving up and down her slit a few times….A new gasp echoed in the air as he gently began to tease her clit, in a slow but steady rhythm, making sure too add just the right amount of pressure to enslave her senses, and soon, her legs parted even wider, on their own accord, giving him even more access …

"What were they fighting about?" she inquired, her entire body tensing as the friction created became more and more pleasant….She felt as if she were drugged….The surreal scent in the air, and that absolutely intoxicating surge of euphoria taking gradually over her as his skillful fingers increased their pace a bit before they teasingly slowed down again…..It was heaven…

" Some ancient book they appeared to have stolen from Greece." he himself barely breathed out- impossibly hard now at feeling just how slippery her pussy was….

"Was it Amytis who stole the book ?" Xena asked, making an effort to block the instant rage that washed over her the moment she uttered the Queen's name, but her anger soon faded when the Gods fingers plunged deep into her cunt….Her eyes flew open when he began stroking her G spot, while his thumb kept brushing against her clit, and she instinctively started to rock her hips against his fingers, her whimpers more loud and more frequent with each stroke.

The God bit almost savagely into her shoulder, growling hungrily - her stimulating movements driving him absolutely insane….His blood rushed like a firestorm in his veins at the sounds she was making….His cock was twitching, almost exploding with need. He wanted so badly to just push his rigid shaft inside her and get it done with, that he could barely think straight let alone articulate something logic….

"No….we were…uh" he hesitated…It was surely a challenge to stay focused and please her at the same time "…on the battlefield…" the words stumbled from his mouth, as his hand finally withdrew from within her, and began caressing her breasts instead, a gesture that only elicited a frustrated moan from her still half parted lips.

"On the battlefield? " she inquired, biting her lip as she teasingly began to trace her index up and down his swollen cockhead, sending a shockwave of desire though him, making his body shudder slightly at the contact, ravished by those stunning sensations her mere touch could build within him.

"You were saying?" she asked, but he took his time answering, as a fresh arrow of lust pierced right through his gut the instant he felt hot juices dripping from her quenchless cunt….That was definitely not the water..

"We were on the battle field, fighting , and I was wounded while trying to protect Hermes….." he responded, and without warning, his large hand clamped down her neck, whirling her around, so that now she was on her knees on the inner step they had been seating on, her tummy pressed hard against the tub wall while three of his fingers plunged furiously into her cunt….He had been right, she was incredibly wet and her swollen clit showed just close she had been to actually having an orgasm right there, while just rubbing herself against him…..

This time, it was not her dripping pussy that he wanted though…No…it was that illegally erotic ass….the same one that had been teasing him for the past thirty minutes…

Xena moaned loudly in pleasure as his fingers buried themselves to the knuckle inside her…God it felt absolutely divine, but still, what she really longed to greedily feel impaling her, was that oversized, throbbing cock she had been coating with her juices earlier…..

To her boundless surprise though, while his fingers kept pumping in and out her velvety, pulsating snatch, when she least expected it, his already lubricated cock head began pushing her luscious ass cheeks apart, demanding entrance.

For a moment she panicked. She tried to move, she tried to push him away, but inside her anxious pussy, a blessed, ever so wanted orgasm was already forming, so that by the time he slowly shoved his cock inside her tight tunnel, despite the fact that she cried out in pain at the intrusion, the discomfort was immediately replaced by the unearthly climax that was ripping through her shuddering body, making her push herself frantically against the rigid pole, asking for more, until inch by inch, his stiffness was pulled even deeper inside her.

The sensation was exquisitively intense, a mixture of hot pressure and absolute fullness, especially with the inner muscles of her pussy walls contracting maddeningly around his fingers. Her entire body stiffened for a moment and then she arched her hips, eager to match his thrusts and it was all it took for him to just pound his cock even deeper into her. With each new rough stab, he could feel her tight ass sucking his hard pole more and more, stretching it to the limits. He gritted his teeth, and began to viciously rub her still overly sensitive clit, a move that made her give out a small scream before pleasure took over again. Her ass soon clutched his jerking dick like a vise…and then he came…they both came, and her muscles just kept squeezing him harder for long, endless seconds…It was crazy..

"Now we can talk about whatever the Tartarus you want…" he said, pulling her back in the tub again. Her whole body was still shaking from the force of those orgasms- Gods knew she could hardly feel her legs- and he just wrapped his arms around her again…..

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A few minutes had to pass until she regained her breath and she turned around in his arms and straddled him….She needed to look him in the eyes when he told her everything she wanted to know ….She thought she could tell by now if he was lying or not, but most of all, she didn't want to miss his any reaction when she asked him about his ex lover.

"I totally lost you at the part where you got wounded…Everything else is a blur.." she laughed and he just laughed back, caressing her still flushed face.

" As I said, I was stupidly trying to save Hermes….By the Styx, even a child could kill that good for nothing winged fool ….I'm shocked that he actually managed to survive all these eons , his body still in one piece!" he announced with a frown. " He's as useless as a rusty sword when it comes to War- like most of the Olympians, actually! Anyway….Marduk was right about to cut his head off, so I did my best to get to him in time, but busy as I was with saving his lame ass, I failed to hear the invisible blade of Irkalla- goddess of the Underworld- swirling in the air seconds before it pierced right through my armor, cutting through Hephaestus' metal as if it were cutting through butter."

"I thought nothing could break his metal…" Xena stated, arching her brows in surprise, confusion painted on her face the moment she recalled the legends…

" There's no such thing as nothing, darling…There's always something…." he clarified, not very fond of the memory, judging by those lines creasing his forehead. " She stabbed me very close to the heart, a lethal wound by all means. I hardly found the strength to vanish from the battlefield and, call it the irony of the old twisted Fates, the vortex projected me jut a couple of yards away from the main battlefield. …."

Xena's eyes widened as he said it, completely captivated by the story.

" I was as good as dead, no doubt about it. If my enemies didn't find me , the poison on the blade was surely going to kill me…..With my last remaining strength, I crawled behind a bush, desperately trying to contact Zeus or any of my siblings, but it was in vain…They were way too focused on the fight to pay attention to any telepathic interference…..And that's when I saw it…the hand that offered me salvation…."

"Amytis…." the Warrior Princess breathed out, trying not to sound to resentful….After all, the bitch did save his life….

" Nabucco." the God corrected, grinning widely at her error…" I was flabbergasted. I mean…the guy had been fighting by our enemies' side…..I clearly recall him fighting Apollo, helping out Shamash- their sun God- ….At first I thought it was a trap, but I had nothing to lose. He told me to take his hand and get into the chariot if I still wanted to live…For the first time in my life I think, I did as I was told without asking any further questions. Before I knew it, we were riding towards this same palace, with a speed that could only rival Pegasus'….."

"Why did he help you? You were his enemy….He would have been considered a traitor by the members of the Pantheon…."

" Because of a small incident on the battlefield. As the fight started, I parried a blow that no mortal could have anticipated- Poseidon's trident is a nasty weapon for right about anyone- but after seeing him face three Olympians by himself- he has some pretty amazing fighting technique- I thought it was a shame for such a skilled fighter to spend the rest of his life without an arm…."

"He was grateful…"

"A rare thing these days….Anyway, as we got here, his wife bandaged my wound and gave me the extremely rare antidote I needed to keep me alive long enough until one of the Olympians came for me….She sent a messenger to Zeus- once again risking their own lives in the process-….Two days later, Athena came with the ambrosia that was supposed to get me on my feet, wearing a hard to miss, condescending smile on her lips of course…."

"What happened afterwards?" she inquired, still unable to understand how exactly it was that they became immortal.

"I split my ambrosia with them….It was the least I could do…."

Needless to say, the Warrior Princess was speechless….By the time she was about to ask something else, there was a loud knock at the door, and soon the beautiful slave – fully dressed this time- that had led them to their chamber the night before was standing in the doorway.

"My Lord, my Lady, you are invited to lunch by the King and the Queen….."

"We'll be right there." Ares replied, signaling her to leave.