Down on the edge of the city of Corinth, a lonely, young woman named Melina lives in a small house by a farm owned in her family's name. Now Melina lives alone taking care of the small home while her family are away in the vast city of Argos. Her family farm had a small field that grow rich grapes and for every spring they get picked and sell off through the village market.
One warm night, where the sun was setting halfway past the horizon and the cloudless sky was almost painted black. Melina was out strolling by the riverside while wearing an orange chiton dress and her brown hair tied behind in a low ponytail. She had a yellow, short strap hanging over her right shoulder and down below the ends are attached to a small, brown hydria. Feeling the leather sole of her creamy-brown sandals crushing down the tiny stones on the loopy pathway.
Melina's ears caught the sound of twigs snapping and branching rustling harshly above her head. Melina stare up and saw a big vulture standing steadily on a weak brush. His entire body was brown as a tree's natural skin yet his wings were darker, and its' head and the feathers around the neck were painted in dirty white. The vulture's head was skinny like a dead corpse and its' beak was oiled in blackness.
"Oh, hello there" Melina eyed the tall, feathered creature with no fear imprinted on her face while Melina felt its' dark eyes preying down on her body like it was staking for prey.
"Sorry, got nothing for you to eat" she revealed the emptiness in her hands and inside her hydria. Melina continued strolling along the pathway while still feeling the vulture's gaze at the back of her head.
Her journey ends by the edge of a marvellous river that reflects the nightly glow throughout its' wrinkly surface. The green leaves that were chained to hanging tree branches were inches away but did not touch the beauty of the flowing river tide. After walking off the dry pathway and onto the land of green grace, Melina kneed down by the edge of the river.
"Thank you, Poseidon for giving us fresh, clean water to drink" Melina closed her eyes, bowed her head and prayed to the Great God of the seas and the waters that roam through the crusty surface of the Earth. She scooped her plain hydria down under the water and watch the clean liquid flooding inside the empty void.
SPLASH!
Her body froze when Melina's ears pricked up at the sudden sound of water splashing that echoed from around the busy corner. There were no other noises that arrived after the splash which made Melina more afraid as her mind suspects that it might possibly be a wild animal on the hunt.
"Oh Gods, protect me" she whispered, but then her fear slowly faded away when Melina could hear more sounds of soft splashing. Thinking that it might possibly be a wild animal stepping in the river for a drink or for a bath.
Her curious eyes peeked around the corner, glancing past the pointy twigs of the green brushes and the curvy edges of the leaves. She expected to see a calm river floating through the sleepy forest, however unexpectedly Melina saw something usual in the view, or at least someone else.
Standing in the middle of the glittery, dark river was no wild animal of the forest, but a man with a very naked and attractive body. She has seen many men in some nearby villages, some sweet, some vain, some strong, and some friendly. But this was no ordinary man, even from staring at his hard-structured back, for Melina it was like glaring at a creature perfectly moaned by the powerful deities.
"By the Gods" Melina purred in a breathless tone as the mortal woman was still in a trace of the mysterious man.
His large hands were brushing through his wet hair was oiled in pure black darkness as it fell down and covered the back of his naked neck. The moon's silver light glittered the water drops that were glued to the stranger's athletic body. Melina was mesmerised by his muscular back was like staring at a weave of art, perfectly shaped and shaded.
"Oh my" Melina grew a small grin as her lustful gaze followed down his spine where she could see the top half of his ass. Uncontrollably, Melina started imagining what his front side would look like. Already her heart was pumping faster than ever before, while her mouth became dry and Melina could feel some arches blooming in between her legs.
Suddenly, the stranger stopped moving and stood still in the brisk river which simultaneously made Melina's heart stop. The husband stranger gradually turned his head to glance over his shoulder and stare in Melina's direction. In a flash, Melina pulled herself from the corner and hide herself fully behind the bushes.
Her heart was still pounding hard against her sweaty chest as Melina quietly swear, "Dammit!"
Melina couldn't guess whether the stranger notice her spying behind the shadows, she was humiliated yet somewhat afraid as well, like she was a tiny prey hiding from a deadly predator.
After waiting for about a minute and so, Melina managed to break the stillness of her entire body and slowly leaned forward to peaked over the prickly corner once more. She wanted to see the stranger again by carefully viewing through the small gaps of the twigs without revealing her head. However, when her small eyes peered at her with suspicion, Melina could not catch the mysterious figure in view. Raised to her feet and walked around the bushes, Melina could view the drowsy forest ahead and the sparkly river except there was no man standing in the
"Where did he go?" she wondered as Melina scanned her puzzled eyes around the entire river area including from behind. There was no sign of sloppy footprints imprinted on the solid land or on the solid surface of the pebbles and stones. Melina turned her head from side to side confused about where this husband stranger has disappeared to.
The next day was like any ordinary day, the sun blissfully shine upon the Earth's skin and melted the blue sky in warm orange, while there was a gentle breeze in the entry land. Melina continued her duties on the farm yet her mind was still entranced with visual images of the charming stranger she saw from last night. Her only wish was that she could have seen his face in hopes that she could see him again.
"Right, time to catch some dinner" she uttered to herself as Melina grabbed a large bag, a carving knife. Preparing for a long walk and setting out to find some food.
Melina travelled to the edge of the forest that lies not far from her farm and the river. Along her journey, Melina was accompanied by a gentle wind that was blowing through her brown hair and her satiny, sky-blue dress. Approaching some hidden traps that she has made where they caught a few rabbits, one Melina will use for tonight's meal and some for the other nights. Delighted, she set them all in a bag after using her carving knife to cut the rabbits out of her trap.
The forest was half consumed with dark shadows on the inside but on the outside along the edge of the forest, there were beautiful and colourful flowers that bloom in the sun's orange light. This was her favourite pathway because Melina could see the small birds flying down and hear them singing while picking some juicy berries off the branches.
Unexpectedly the wind became stronger than usual feeling it was pushing against Melina's back and it was skiing through her brown hair like an arrow flying fast through the thin air. She tightened her grip around the thick, bag straps that were pulling deeper into her skin.
The long strips of Melina's brown hair were flapping upwards and downwards hitting right at her face as Melina closed her eyes to avoid being blinded by any tiny parts of dirt. The blue, silky scarf that was tied around her head and nearly covered the top part of her head and the strong wind was unknotting the scarf. Melina felt the full amount of her hair drop down and over the back of her naked neck notices her scarf being taken off in the cool breeze.
"No, wait!" she shouted.
Trying to reach out to grab it but the cunning wind was fluttering away with her scar into the flesh of the shadowy forest. Melina started running through the bitter entrance of the forest and felt the dark shadows clothing over her little mortal body.
"Wait! Stop!" she yelled as if she could command the winds to do her binding.
But the wind didn't obey as Melina continued chasing after her scarf, but she wasn't fast to catch up with the swift wind. The branches were scratching the sides of her naked arms as Melina raced past them. She was only facing ahead without realising that she was running further into the darkness of the forest.
Gradually, Melina was slowly down realising that she was wasting her energy on chasing the unfeasible wind. Feeling her feeble legs skipping slowly until Melina stops in an open but isolated spot where only a few glimpses of light break through the branches.
"Dammit" she hissed, frustrated at her failed attempt while panting heavily.
Then she hears a snap.
It wasn't like a light snap like breaking a twig off a branch, it was a heavy snap like crushing a strong branch. Melina's body froze in terror as the first thing that comes to mind was a dangerous predator, a wild animal of the forest on the hunt for its' next meal.
"Hello!" Melina called out but she only greeted with a cold silence. She didn't know whether it was a good sign or not.
"Well, well" a deep, manly voice whispered from behind. She leapt from her spot and took a few steps away from the owner of that mysterious voice.
The owner of the mysterious voice was standing behind a thick tree but Melina could only see the side of his muscular arm that was all covered in dark shadows. Still frozen in her spot, Melina watches the tall figure stepping out from the darkness where some beams of light can shine upon him. Melina's eyes widen in shock rather than in terror as she realised that she was facing the same stranger she saw last night in the river.
His handsome face was moulded with sharp curves under his chin and over his cheekbones with a short, black beard. Hair stilled colour as the night sky as it drifts down till the ends touch the top surface of her bold shoulders. The stranger was wearing a magnificent, black armour with the blood colour of red lining across the edges of his dark breastplate and on his linen pteruges. Covering the lower parts of his athletic legs were long and black greaves, and there was a long and sharp sword hanging on the left edge of his hip. Melina caught a glimpse of darkness hidden behind the stranger's brown eyes which send a cold chill down her spine, yet Melina was in a trance and couldn't take her off from them.
Melina could already feel her heart beating so fast like it could pop out from her chest while her mouth was dry as though all the air was sucked out from her lungs. Like the eyes of a harpy, the stranger scanned her body from the bottom of her feet to the tip of her head and alluringly smirked, "Hello there."
"Hello" Melina managed to breathe a single word even though her mouth became dry and her mind became numb to the pure sight of the husband stranger. Gulping down a deep breathe while trying to control her trembling lips, Melina calmly asked, "Who are you?"
"Oh, I am just a visitor in this unremarkable realm" the stranger answered while shortly glancing around at his dark surroundings. The fingers from his left hand gently tap the curve, wooden skin of a tree. His peculiar choice of words sparked some curiosity for Melina. "And I believe this belongs to you."
He raised his right hand in front and reveal the blue scarf which was slightly coiled around two of his big fingers. Melina widen her eyes at this sudden convenience, from losing her scar and then suddenly found it tangled in the hand of the mysterious stranger she was bewitched from the other night. She wanted to walk over to grab her scarf, but Melina was too scared of the privy motives of the wary stranger, thinking that he might attack her when she gets close.
The stranger easily sensed her worries like a bloodhound as he waved his hand a little and smiley purred through his hypnotic voice, "No need to be shy. Take it."
Stretches his arm forward tempting the mortal woman to take the narrow chance and slowly Melina stepped towards the stranger. She reaches out and pulled her scarf out from the stranger's hand and wrapped it around her neck, tightly this time so it won't fly away again.
"Thank you" Melina replied, feeling calmer now while hoping that the stranger is still as harmless as he was now.
Her eyes were flatting away the seamless face, but she couldn't ignore the stranger's stare that was luring her focus to his hypnotic eyes. The stranger asked. "Why is a young mortal, such as yourself, doing so late in these dark woods?"
"I was collecting food" Melina gently shake her bag on her back while feeling the dead rabbits shifted inside.
"You're a brave, little mortal to come out alone" the stranger sound impressed. Now, Melina should have been puzzled by the stranger's choice of words to describe her as 'mortal,' but she was too flattered when he described her as brave. Many men have named Melina after her lovely looks as a 'beautiful pearl' or 'the perfect jewel.' So, it sparkles Melina's delight when the stranger was the first man in her life to take an interest in her actions and personality.
Eventually, Melina breaks herself out of the trace before she noisily clears her throat and puts up a straight face, "I'm brave when I have to be."
He chuckled at her poised reply before Melina curiously asked, "Do you live far?"
"Quite far, you could say" the stranger darted his stare up at the dark ceiling of the forest, before falling back onto Melina's blushing face.
Melina realised how dark it getting and although she only meet him personally, she felt somewhat impelled by this peculiar stranger. Besides admiring his ravishing looks, Melina was allured by his mysterious personality and captivating charm. Thinking if the stranger does live quite far and has no one to accompany him, it would be unkind to leave him be.
"I have caught some rabbits. Perhaps you could join me? Gain some energy for your journey" Melina amicably suggested without trying to sound too native or witlessly.
"Inviting me to your house? Wouldn't your husband disapprove?" the stranger asked in shock at Melina's friendly offer however he didn't seem like he hated the idea proven by his small smirk.
"I have no husband" Melina confessed as she shook her head. She didn't know if that was a foolish mistake to tell the stranger
"No spouse? No association with any of the elder Gods?" he questioned as the stranger's face looked half suspicious and half intrigued that a young, gorgeous mortal woman is not wedded but alone with no mate.
"No. I don't really have time for that" she answered. Melina knows it is a traditional duty for a woman to be trained as a housewife, but Melina didn't have the time when she needed to help her family's farm. Until feeling a twisted knot in her stomach, Melina wasn't sure if this extreme nervousness or a pitch of excitement.
"Really? Well, it would be rude to refuse an invite from a beautiful maiden" the stranger revealed a toothy grin as he didn't need a second thought about her invitation.
"Good" Melina nodded with a straight face, however when she turned around a pleased grin bloom on her blushed face.
Melina began leading the way out of the shadowy forest with the stranger following right behind her. During the short journey, Melina felt the stranger's gaze at the back of her head and it was causing some warmth spreading from the top of her neck and down along her spine. It didn't take long for them to reach Melina's small house after walking past the small fields of grapes. Inside the small house was filled with darkness until Melina lit up some small torches that were attacked to the walls.
The tall stranger scanned around the small house. On one side where there were big piles of baskets or hydrias of different sizes. In the middle of the house, there is a wooden dining table and nearby was a circular fire pit planted on the solid ground. Then on the other side, there was a huge wooden shelf that separates the bedroom and the rest of the house. inside the bedroom there was a small, long bed with a colourful, woven throw and stuffed pillows on top.
"You live alone?" the stranger scanned around the large, quiet room.
"Yes" Melina answered as she lights up a small fire in the floor fire pit.
"No family?" he asked. Melina could hear from the light tone of curiosity imprinted in the stranger's sexy voice as he seemed very interested in her lack of company.
"I did. But, they left and I stayed behind to watch over their land" Melina explained as we stood up.
"Good. Nothing can be more tortuous than family" the stranger replied in a low growl as he glances through the small, open window and his sharp eye caught the view of the inky sky.
"Are yours?" Melina asked as she darts her stare back at the stranger.
"Absolutely" he snarled. Melina could sense from his low tone that the stranger had no respectful relationship with his family.
"Sorry to hear that" Melina replied in a sympathetic tone thinking that the stranger must as lonely as she was.
"I don't need your pity. We do not talk often" the stranger replied as he sounded very bitters when talking about his family.
After skinning the fur skin off the rabbit and roasting the forest creature over the small fire till its' skin becomes crispy brown. Then Melina rested the big food onto a wooden plate and put it on the table. The heat was steaming strongly from the roasted creature like smoke piping out from a volcano.
"A very appetizing meal you cooked" the stranger praised at the plateful meal served before him.
"Thank you" Melina grew a grateful grin before sitting herself down on a diphros (chair) with a leather cover.
She provided a small kukri knife near the grilled rabbit so the stranger picked the knife up and began slicing off the cooked flesh. He politely offered Melina the first few large strips and place them on her plate which flatters Melina by his kindness. Once he added some red strips to his place, the stranger mentioned, "I realise something, I didn't get your name."
"My name is Melina" she answered while picking me up a meat strip and putting it in her mouth.
"Melina" the stranger repeated her name in a singing tone and devilishly smiled as though he listened to a short but sweet piece of music, "Such as a charming name."
Melina couldn't stop her rosy cheeks from blushing as she was feeling her stomach twisting and her womb searing. Unsure of this anxious feeling but Melina was coming to enjoy it, she managed to put up a straight face, "And you?"
"Hmm" the stranger hummed for he didn't hear her question while chewing on his food.
"You are a soldier?" she rephrased her question as Melina darted her stare down to his sword that rest against the side of his hips.
"I can be. But, I'm more of a commander" the stranger answered as he tapped his fingers on the pommel, the top of the sword grip.
Melina narrowed her curious eyes, "Like a lord?"
"Precisely" he answered with a wicked smirk as the stranger liked the way Melina refers to him as a 'Lord.' His hand reached out and strongly pulled the roasted rabbit's leg apart from its' body.
"Have you fought any wars?" Melina asked. Cutting more short strips of meat before her fingers picked them up and drop them on her plate.
"I fought as many, as I have seen them all" he ground his perfect, white teeth on the flesh of the rabbit's leg and tear it rip off from the bone and munched on the tough meat.
"Must be frightening" Melina commented.
"No, I actually enjoy the sweat and blood of war. The fiery spirits of man killing their own kind" his complex answer further filled Melina's head with misty clouds as she cannot see through his puzzling words nor understand them. The stranger continued speaking, "My recent visit was the Trojan War."
"Oh, of course" Melina nodded. Since living outside of the city, Melina could only hear the juicy gossip of war and fights within cities. Whenever she travels to the nearest village, sometimes Melina listens to the tearful whispers of death and bloodshed of husbands and families. She couldn't imagine having the courage to face the terror of war but Melina often wonders to live through the thrilling experience. She mutters, "Thank Ares to give them strength and courage through that awful tragedy."
The stranger stayed silent for a few seconds as he was stunned by Melina's words before he lazily leans back and replied, "Not many mortals appreciate the violent God."
"Yes, well, he can be helpful like all gods I suppose so we all should be grateful. Like Athena" Melina reasoned her thoughts, believing that all the Gods have a purpose and that the God of War can be helpful at times to those who need it.
"Do not be too fooled. She is more of a deceiving bitch" the stranger snarled beneath his icy breathe as his ears caught the name of the Goddess of wisdom. Melina felt the air suddenly become cold as though winter arrived early at the same time when the stranger spoke in a deep loathe for Athena. She didn't need to ask the stranger why he describes the Goddess Athena in such a despised way, because straightaway the weirdness expanded when the stranger added, "But, yes, you mortals always have an excuse to start a blood war."
Melina was still drawn to the stranger's peculiar language as she has never heard any man or woman talk like the way he speaks. As a curious woman, Melina was always open-minded about worldly things and strange things since her life can be too ordinary. But ever since seeing this handsome stranger was like Melina has walked through a world of mysterious yet enticing world. She pointed out her curiosity, "Why do you address me as a mortal and separate yourself from the subject?"
The stranger did not answer straightaway which slightly worried Melina, but he released a low chuckle, "Curious little thing, are you?"
Ignoring her question which made her stomach bubble with worriedness, Melina stood up from her seat but stand firmly without showing a hint of fear on her face. Took a step away and cleared her throat again before she gives a soft death stare at the stranger, "Who are you? Besides being a solider of war."
"Sweet Melina" he stood up from his chair which send a rapid chill down Melina's spine however she didn't move a muscle as Melina tried to cover her shivering. Seeing his full body posing up straight like an engaging statue of the Gods, through his armour Melina could see the strength empowering in his body which she knew surely she cannot compete with her own. The stranger revealed a sinister smug and answered, "I am war."
"I don't understand" Melina shook her baffled head before repeating herself, "Who are you really?"
"I am mankind's greatest addiction. I am the first thought of when a mortal man grew hatred of another. I am the firstborn of the king and queen of Mount Olympus. I was born with the thirst of violence and blood lust" his words were likes sharp knives slowly twisting in Melina's stomach making her feel anxiously sick.
The way he talked was so sedate and ordinary as his words were like twisted riddles that it only melted Melina's mortal mind into more confusion. The stranger sees that Melina was still puzzled by his description, so he teases the little, fearful mortal with a little clue with a wicked smile, "You mentioned that I don't get much gratitude."
And, suddenly it clicked.
"You're…" Melina had the name on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't say it as Melina didn't want to believe it. Her beating heart leapt up and was stuck in her throat making it hard for Melina to breathe. Gawking at the stunning stranger before quietly gulping, "You're Ares."
"Oh, Melina, am I that unrecognizable?" the Great God widen his muscular arms and portrayed his spectacular body.
"No, no, of course" quickly shaking her head as Melina felt her little, frightened heart beating so fast like it was about to pump out of her chest. She has heard of stories of poor souls who, either by fault or by accident, enraged a God and ended themselves with a great punishment. Fearing for her life, Melina tried to mumble her apology through her shaking voice, "Forgive me, God of war. I didn't mean to offend you."
"You think you offended me?" Ares chuckled like Melina's ghastly words were a mere joke to his ears. His less angered reaction made Melina a bit calmer knowing that she hasn't thankfully enraged the War God. But that changed when he teased, "And, what would you say if you did offend me?"
"I…" her mouth became dry as Melina had no idea how to respond.
"Oh… feeling that little shiver down your spine, that's apprehension" Ares pointed out as his wiggled fingers described the chill that quiver down her back. When the God takes a step forward, Melina takes a step back as she watched a wolfish grin grow on Ares's bold face, "And, that feeling of being paralysed throughout your body, that's fear. Sweet thing."
"I'm not afraid of you" Melina denied in a convincing tone not only to persuade the War God but also to persuade herself so she wouldn't feel so terribly afraid.
"Every creature fears a God, dear mortal. Even when they deny it" Ares read through her weak poker face, although he seems to enjoy watching Melina trying to stand her ground and mask her fear with a brave face. By the corner of her sky-blue eyes, Melina spotted a kopis blade resting next to a few large jugs which were fairly close to her. Brainstorming a plan in case she needs protection from danger.
Still recovering from the shock that she is in the same room with the attractive God of War, yet Melina was slightly taken back from Area's usual and thoughtful comment. Ares stood close to a torch where the god reaches his large hand over to the orange fire and let the burning flames consume it. The fire didn't affect the God's hand which didn't exactly stun Melina, but she still keep her sharp focus on the sly God.
Small sparkles of red flames settle in the centre of his large palm while Ares raised his gaze from the fire to the young mortal woman, "But, I must admit, you are quite a fascinating little creature. It's not every day, a young mortal snatches the attention of a god."
"That's very kind of you to say, my lord" Melina politely replied. Unsure if she should feel flattered or concerned if there is a hidden agenda.
"Oh, I am afraid you will find, sweet Melina, that I am completely the opposite to kind" Ares smirked as his voice deepens. In the centre of his palms, the sparkles of red flames were still active until the God pulled his fingers inwards and crushed the flames and caused grey smoke to burst out through the finger gaps. Melina was amazed to see him fiddling with fire and the flames doesn't harm his invincible skin, already slipped her mind that this was Ares she was talking to.
After squeezing the flames into small fumes, Ares raised his sinister stare up to Melina and grew and grew a greedy smile, "I have enjoyed your meal. But now, ready for my desert."
"Pardon me, my lord?" Melina stuttered in a baffled tone however, down the dark depths of her mortal mind, she already knew what the elder God meant by his seductive words.
"You know Melina means as sweet and soft as honey" Area mentioned as he started to slowly walk towards her like a wolf stalking a rabbit through thick grass. The hairs at the back her neck pricked up as Melina began stepping away. The God licked his lips seductively, "I hope that you taste as sweet from the inside. And soft. And tight."
There was a fraught silence between them as Ares' lustful words blew a cold chill down Melina's spine and made her knees buckle, knowing full well about the god was complying. Melina gulped down in apprehension feeling like a mouse trapped in a corner with a cat ready to make a meal of her. She has learnt about dangerous men trying to deceive women into having sex, but now Melina was in the worst position because this was no man she was facing. This was a God.
At the right moment, Melina remembers there was a kopis blade standing by the side of a wall. Melina reaches out and pulled it out from its scabbard and held it out.
"Get back!" Melina shouted as she steadily held the long blade and carefully aimed the sharp point at the powerful God. Instead of looking offended, Area quietly chortled in a euphoric tone thinking as though Melina's defensive methods were only a jester's performance.
"Well, this is a first. A mortal woman threatening me, a powerful God" playfully tsking as Ares grew an amused smile.
The great God started walking towards her even when Melina was still holding the kopis blade right in front of him dirting at his neck. Instead of the sharp point piercing through the centre of his neck, Area's invulnerable skin was pushing the sword including Melina backwards. Gawking at the unforeseen action as Melina tried to stand her ground, but her mortal feet were still sliding slowly against the hard floor.
Melina felt the distance between her back and the wall decreasing while her anxious eyes were locked in a trace with the hypnotic eyes of a God. Unanticipatedly, Ares grabbed hold of her right wrist and swing it behind her back before pushing Melina towards the wall. Melina cried out as she felt the pain stinging throughout her right arm and it became worse whenever she tried to move. And it was rather pointless since Melina was trapped between facing a wall and a dangerous God restraining her from behind.
"Dear child, did you really think you can stop me with a frail sword?" Ares leaned his head to the left side of hers as Melina felt Ares whispering his warmth breathe close to her ear, "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. I thought you were smarter than that."
"What do you want from me?" Melina gasped and closed her scared eyes. In her head, she was begging that it was all just a dream or at least praying for any god to hear her cries and save her.
"I saw you the other night. Watching me bath in the river" Ares chilling words widen her eyes open in shock. He knew she was there the other night accidentally spying on him behind the bushes. Melina became extremely anxious at that second, feeling unsure if Ares was going to be angry for her spying during his private bathing, or perhaps he planned it all the long.
"You liked what you saw, didn't you? You craved for my attention" Ares grew a wicked smirk and the tone of his voice was dipped in a dark pool of lust. Melina was distracted by his sweet purring as she didn't notice Ares' left hand was slithering around the curve edges of her hip and was heading down to the arching centre between her legs.
"No. Please" she begged while releasing a single tear to run over her red checks. Melina threw her left hand down and grabbed Ares' wrist to stop him from reaching to her private parts. But she wasn't strong enough to hold his hand back.
"Would you like to see more, hmm? Lovely virgin" Ares amorously hummed to her ear while his fingers start sliding through the centre of her thighs. She wasn't wearing any other garment that covers her private part. Melina exhaled in a sharp breathe when she felt one of his fingers reaching close to her vulva.
"No! Get off of me!" Melina shouted with more confidence and fire in her voice. But it only resulted in tempting the savage God as Ares started squeezing her wrist and pulling down her arm harder. Making Melina cry in agony which seems to please the War God.
"Now Melina, remember your place. Only Gods command mortals, not the other way around" Ares's foul voice changed to a more demanding tone, reminding Melina that she was trapped with an omnipotent God.
"You're hurting me" she weeps with more tears sliding down her cheeks, however that didn't seem to sympathise the God's pride.
"But, I don't object for you to fight me off. It makes you quite appealing" he sounded softer now, yet Melina heard a ring of danger and malice in his voice.
"Please, my lord, I beg of you" after controlling her nerves, Melina tried to play the defenceless victim in hopes to make herself look disinterested to Ares.
"You invited me into your home, cooked for me. It would be impolite for God to not reward a mortal to express their gratitude" Ares' fingers didn't slide further between her thighs, but instead, Ares left hand held on Melina's hip and pulled it closer to his. Melina could feel something quite pointy and hard behind her ass which sparkled a tingle of fear in her twisted stomach. She tried to push herself away but Ares strongly kept Melina in her place.
"But, I don't want an award" Melina shook my head while releasing another tear. She could hear him smirking by the edge of her ear while sniffing the sweet scent of her hazel hair.
"You are a very challenging mortal, Melina" Ares spins Melina around and pressed her back against the wall. Frozen with intense fear as Melina's wet eyes looked up and could see the hunger of lust imprinted in his dark eyes. Ares wickedly grinned, "Fortunately, I love a challenge."
Ares forces his lips upon hers and aggressively plunges his tongue through her mouth, twisting and sucking and Melina couldn't stop him. She tried to push him away, even slamming her fist as hard as she could against his chest. His tongue slithered through her ruby lips and entangled with Melina's while the mortal woman was getting her first, intoxicating taste of celestial lust. Melina's strength to resistance eventually faded and she fell for the God's rousing savour.
Ares began moving his hot lips off her wet mouth and move over down to the depths of her neck. The touch of his lips was like feeling the flickers of fire flowing down on Melina's neck and she gasps loudly when Ares starts sucking on her sweet skin.
"You taste delicious" Ares whispered against her silky skin before continue sucking and soon biting faintly.
"No… No-" Melina tried to scream, praying that any mortal or God who listens could help him. But there was no answer expected for the God of War who chuckled in amusement as though he could hear her begging thoughts in her head.
"You should feel blessed to be touched by a God" Ares mumbled.
Melina has never been kissed by a man before, or at least in a passionate way, but the way Ares kisses her was like lighting her body on fire. She wondered if this is what desire feels like when a woman is clasped with a man or if is this much more when being seduced by a God. Temptation rushes through her veins and sin consumes her mind.
"You know being a God, means you can have a ravenous hunger. And, I believe you could fulfil that primal hunger. Or more accurately, I could fulfil you with my desire" Ares chuckled with a taste of persuasion and passion.
Ares' left arm coiled behind Melina's back while his right-hand grip on her arm to entrapped the vulnerable mortal woman in his grasp. The slight movement of his feet alerted Melina that he was planning on taking her somewhere, the direction she sensed was towards the other side of her home. That side is where her bed is and that was when her heart really starts beating in extreme panic.
"No, let me go!" she shouted. Digging her fingernails into his unbreakable skin hoping she could scratch Ares' arms and distract the God and give Melina the slip. Melina didn't care if her actions pissed off Ares as long as there was a rare chance for her to escape.
Reaching to the long bed as Ares pushes Melina onto her bed, she lands harshly on the half-cosy surface and Melina gained a vexing headache. Thankfully her head didn't fell upon the rough edge of the headboard. But Melina quickly recovered when she looks up and saw Ares standing up before her like a predator dominating over its' prey. He starts untying the strap for her sword and placed it aside before the God began removing his black breastplate. Revealing his naked and muscular chest and instantly Melina took a chance.
"No! You can't do this" Melina yelled while trying to make a run for it but Ares already leapt forward and pushes her back on the bed.
He forcibly pinned her arms above her head with his left hand coiled around both of her wrists. Melina tried to wiggle her way out of the tight grip while the God was hovering above her body. Feeling the heat radiating from his chest hotter than the sun.
"A feisty virgin you are. Or perhaps you're just that desperate to be touched?" he chuckled with an evil smirk.
Ares' left hand sealed her writs in place above her head while his right hand started slithering down over her arm and down over the side of her face. His finger gently stroked Melina's red and wet cheek as Ares leans till he was only an inch away from her face. Melina faced away with her eyes closed as she felt his warm breathe touching her ear purring, "You feel so gorgeous and fearful. It's intoxicating."
Melina felt shame that she was blushing from his tantalizing words while his hand continued sliding down and glances over the curve arc of her neck. The tip of his fingers sensed Melian's pulse vibrating harshly in the side of her neck proving how the God's mighty touch was petrifying Melina to the core.
"The other Gods will be disgusted by this" Melina puffed hoping that her words would sting the God's pride and make him feel distressed if she could try to plant the idea of the Mighty God, Zues will be furious with Ares' actions.
"Oh, of course, they will. But that doesn't mean they care though" Ares' discouraging words already crumbled down her last piece of hope.
His fingers slithered deep underneath the left strap of Melina's blue dress before aggressively ripping it apart. Making Melina gasped as she felt more of her skin exposed to the cool air while the God continued tearing down the side of the clothing apart till the fabric was pulled off her chest. Melina felt his hungry eyes blissfully viewing her naked chest and curved breasts.
"What a beautiful body you have" he moaned as his fingers danced down to the centre of her chest, then wave over the curves of her right breast and started circling around the hard tip of her nipple.
"Stop it. Please" Melina begged with her eyes closed tight while trying to ignore the boiling temptation that was rushing through her body. She knew it was sin but beneath her yelling and wanting to leave, Melina was nearly arching her back so her chest closer could feel more of his warm touch.
Instantly, Ares got the message and gladly accepted as his right hand grabbed hold and began playing with her left breast not too harsh but not too gentle. Forcing Melina to cry out, "Oh God."
"Yes, you are with one, my lovely" Ares licked his lips while enjoying Melina squirming to move her body away while his right hand began massaging her breast more firmly. He leaned down to her ear and cooed in the coldest breathe, "And, he has some plans for you."
Melina sigh in relief when his hand eventually stopped grooming however she sucked in a sharp breathe when she felt Ares continue sliding his right hand further down and continued ripping the clothing again till it was torn to the hem. The God threw the fabric aside revealing her naked body making Melina blush as she has never revealed her nudity to any man.
Admiring her beauty from above thinking as though this mortal woman was moulded by the hands of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty. Ares gave an amused smirk while his fingers glanced over her quavering stomach until his hand reached further down towards the top of her vulva.
Melina flinched and quiver her body in fear as she gasped, "Wait, please."
"Has anyone taught you about sex, dear Melina?" Ares leaned down with curious eyes as his face was an inched away from her.
In her lifetime, Melina remembered there were some times when her mother and other older women have warned her about men wanting to have sex but Melina was never taught about how it would feel or how sex really work. Feeling too scared and ashamed to reply so Melina sealed her trembling lips and closed her wet eyes halfway. But her silent answer was enough for Ares to know that this mortal woman had no experience. He murmured, "No? Well, no need to worry. I'll teach all the pain and pleasure that comes along with it."
His fingers slithered further down till they were touching the wet folds of her slit that were covered in sweet liquid. Ares darkly chuckled at Melina's reaction as she trembled from his warm touch while her stomach was flooded with butterflies.
"My, my, you're already wet, lovely mortal. Do you know what this means?" he asked and Melina shook her head while trying to avoid the seductiveness in the God's eyes.
"It means you want this. Perhaps, you even love this. Being possessed by a God" Ares hissed like a snake to his captured prey.
She shook her head in denial, "No, I'm not-"
Melina was unprepared when she felt Ares push two of his fingers through her wet folds and slide inside her vagina. She involuntary let out a low whine and started squirming as her body felt a rush of new feelings blooming from inside her womb. Melina couldn't deny the fact that it was rather a blissful feeling as Ares' large fingers were widening the inside walls of her vagina. But she knew it was a sin as Melina tried to pull her hips away but Ares has his legs to pin over Melina's so she couldn't slip away. Thrusting his finger is a steady pace while placed his thumb just above the cunt and began massaging the centre of her mons pubis, making Melina squirm and groan in need.
"I was right, you feel so soft and warm inside" Area moaned in delight, wiggling his fingers around her insides and stretching her walls.
"Ah!" Melina cried, half in loathing and half in pleasure. Her head was telling her to 'keep fighting' but her mortal body instantly gave up to the burning pleasure from his fingers thrusting in her slit.
"My lord… Could you…" she breathe heavily with her eyes closed as Melina couldn't finish her sentence.
"Could I want, mortal?" Area replied with a teasing grin as his fingers stopped, forcing Melina to squirm in desperation.
"Move faster? Please…" Melina requested as she opened her eyes and was greeted with his and Melina could see the hunger in his dark eyes growing as fast as her heart beating like a drum.
"Well, I could. But, you have to beg, sweet Melina" Ares growled.
"Please, I beg you" Melina begged as she wiggled her pinned arms.
"Oh, Melina, you could be better than that" he snarled in a low tone, wanting to see this mortal woman to beg for his touch. Threatening his fingers to slowly glide out from her vagina and to leave her in despair as Melina wanted to keep them inside of her vagina.
"I'm begging you. Ares, god of war and strength, I need you to make me feel…" Melina begged again while trying to move her hips so she could still keep his fingers inside of her vagina.
"Go on" he teased with a wolfish smirk.
"Make me feel blessed by your gloriousness" she gasped out the last words hoping that they would sound amusing to the God.
"Good woman" pleased with her answer, Ares pushed in an extra finger through her soaking slit and straightaway started thrusting again. Melina gasped louder as she wiggled her hips and her pinned hands squeezed her fingers into her palm.
"You're taking me in so well" Ares hummed in a mischievous tone as he was thrusting his finger harder and faster and deeper within her vagina.
"I feel…" Melina moaned at the fiery feeling that was growing inside her womb.
Ares tip his head to her side and gave an animalistic snarl against her ear, "Do not cum. You will when I command you."
"Please, my lord, Ares" Melina pleaded in anguish knowing that she couldn't withstand the pleasure that was building up, yet Melina didn't wish to anger the God. Ares continued thrusting his fingers harder feeling her cunt gulping his big fingers deeper and deeper within. The tip of Melina's toes curved inwards and her fingers began squeezing the tough edges of Ares' left hand.
"I need to cum. Please, my God, allow me!" Melina screamed as loud as she needed for her God to see how close she was.
After hearing her desperate pleas and Ares purred that almost made him sound a bit merciful, "Very well, you may release your first cum."
Melina felt her sexual orgasm blasting as it charred every cell in her body, weakens her muscles and made her mind spins in satisfaction. Even though Melina wished at the beginning that this would have never happened, a part of her felt very pleased that it did. She also started believing in Ares' words that perhaps being 'possessed by a God' is turning her on.
Sliding his finger out from her wet cunt as it was leaking with her juicy cum before the War God bought his right hand up to his face. To Melina's surprise, Ares put his fingers in his mouth, closed his eyes and moaned in delight and sucked her juices. Released his hand and licked the few drops of juices and saliva around his big fingers, "You taste better than Dionysus' wine."
Eventually, Ares released his grip on Melina's arms and she felt the cool air stroking around her marked writs. Stretching her insipid arms apart as Melina felt like her entire body was floating in a hot pool of bliss. Meanwhile, the gratified God slowly crawl himself off the bed only to reach down and started removing the greaves from around his calves.
Melina notice the malignant God stripping off some of his clothing, so she asked in a breathless tone, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, Melina, you didn't think that I was done with you yet, did you?" Ares eerily leered as the God raised his dashing eyebrows in a way like he was saying 'Isn't it obvious.' After taking off the greaves, his hands raised up and reached to the back of his black pteruge and Melina knew exactly what the God had in mind.
"No, wait. I'm not ready" Melina tried to regain a little amount of strength so she could push herself up and ready to wiggle away and squirm.
But her chance was stolen at that very last second when Ares leapt back down and pushed her down and flatten her back against the bed again. Only this time, her wrists were pinned on both sides next to her head and Ares kneed down his strong legs in the middle between Melina's naked thighs making it impossible for her to pull them together.
"Please, Ares… I beg of you. Do not do this, please" Melina begged the God as if she was already sensing the pain or torture she will be facing.
Melina tried fighting off the God's empowering grips but she still felt quite drained from her first orgasm and wasn't strong enough to push him away. Ares watched in amusement at the young mortal underneath him hopelessly twisting and turning in his grasp.
The God leaned his head down with only no space between his face and Melina as Ares softly cooed, "Sh. Sh. Sh… don't struggle. This is a battle you cannot win, Melina, and you know it."
She didn't want to believe it, however deep down and Melina hate to admit it, but she knew that he was right. Ares pressed his clothed hips above Melina's and even through the thick leather, Melina could feel something hard erecting from the inside of his pteruge. Instantly, Melina knew what that could be and her powerless body was shaking in fear as she attempted to break free. Ares grips tighten like a snake's coil squeezing the life of a mouse, forcing Melina to release a disappointed groan.
"You don't wish to anger a God, now do you?" Ares softly mumbled although his tone sounded gnarl, "No, you want to make sure that I'm satisfied, don't you?"
Melina's head was on the side until Ares's right hand scooped his large fingers beneath her chin and force Melina to turn her head and stare at the superior God. His dark gaze caught her attention and Melina could see the seriousness in his immoral eyes, therefore Melina closed her tearful eyes and slightly nodded her head.
Critically, the War God delivered an animalistic growl, "I want to hear you say it, Melina. Say 'I'll do as you pleased, my God.'"
Blinking her wet eyelids and quietly gulping down her fears as Melina saw the beastly wrath within Ares' pupils. She couldn't tell if she was turned on by Ares' dominated side, even though it was wrong, Melina felt very drawn as she gave in to his command. And so, she gave in, "I'll do as you pleased, my God."
"Excellent, now be a good mortal and stay still and watch" Ares instructed.
Letting go of her wrists and her chin, Melina watched the God raise up his upper body while still keeping his legs in the middle between hers. Ares began to untie the strings behind his leather pteruges while Melina was shaking her head with a hopeless look painted on her pale face and whispered, "Please… Don't…"
"You will worship me" Ares' dark voice vibrates the celestial pride and ego of the War God, "Worship me like I'm your lord. Your God. Who you will always give in to. No one else."
Eventually, Ares removed his pteruges and fling them over to the other side of the room. Melina looks down and glanced over her naked body to see his large, rock-hard cock which already looked stiff and long. Her eyes widened in fear and ach at the same time and her tremble reaction made the God grow a toothy grin, "I know you humans are so fragile, so I'll try to be careful. But, I must warn you, I love to play rough."
"No, wait. Please, Ares" Melina plead as she tried to wriggle away by using her weak hands to push herself back from his hips.
"Now, now. Stay very still for your God" Ares viciously murmur as his large hands gripped tightly on the side of her hips, pulling Melina back closer to his hip and inextricably holding her very still. Melina tried to rip his hands off but, as expected, she wasn't strong enough.
Even from a short distance, Melina could already feel the warmth blazing from his huge cock before Ares moved his dick forward and pressed the tip against her wet slit. Blood rushes fast through her vines and her mind was having vertigo, Melina groans at his largeness and now she was consumed with this uncontrollable desire for the God to fuck her.
"So wet for your master" Ares sneered with a dark chuckle.
"It's too big" Melina whined while shaking her head knowing that it literally split her apart if it goes inside.
"Yes, but it will fit in perfectly with your beautiful body" Ares purred while enjoying watching Melina squirm helplessly with a sadistic smile. His right hand gripped around his cock and started sliding it up and down over her wet slit making Melina wiggle more. Feeling the tip of his cock kissing the wetness and letting the liquid pour over the tough head as Ares growled, "And, you will savour the pain it brings as much as you will enjoy the pleasure."
"Go on, mortal. Worship me. Beg me to fuck you" the crafty God rasped and pressed the solid tip of his cock an inch in the entrance of her vagina but never deeper as Ares pulls back before he fell into temptation. Denial and rejection were evanesced from Melina's mind and were replaced with an unfamiliar need and desire. She found a void that never really explored but now Melina wants it to be filled with his tempting cock.
"I want it, my lord" Melina tried to wiggle her hips towards his cock to feel more of his hugeness, but Ares still strongly pinned her hips on the bed, reminding her who was really in control.
"Say it louder. Beg me!" Ares roared.
"I want you, my God, to fuck me hard" Melina was biting her bottom lip. Ares could feel her hand covering over his and Melina gripped her fingers into the invincible skin showing her desperation. She cried out in a deep thirst for her first sex, "I want you to make me glory in the pain and pleasure."
"That's my good mortal woman" he spoke softly gratified with her words, but Melina felt a chill after hearing his low voice.
In one swift thrust, Ares pushes the tip of his cock through the wet entrance and it was quickly devoured halfway. Melina felt her inside muscles stretching much further apart by his huge cock than his big fingers. Not feeling the pleasure she was expecting, Melina closed her to squeeze more tears and soundlessly shrieked as the pain was evaporating the air from her lungs.
"Oh, God!" she mewled while perceiving a sharp pain that was poisoning directly her arching womb.
"You're so tight" Ares hissed as he continued pushing his cock deeper.
"Stop! It hurts!" Melina wailed in agony as though she was being torn in half. Her hands raised up and squeezed her nails into the toughness of his arms. Her eyes burst out with more salty tears.
"Yes. Doesn't that feel so good?" Ares moaned as he was already relishing this engaging moment.
"Please, stop" Melina begged, thinking that if he keeps on pushing it will probably kill her, but Ares ignored her cries and shoved his cock further until he was completely inside of her.
"It would be much easier if you give in, Melina" Ares cooed as he only gave her a few seconds to adjust his large size, but the God didn't waste any time.
Pulling his hips back and then harshly slamming them back in hers plunging his cock further into her swollen cunt. Draining her virginity dry while all Melina could do was squeeze her fingers into his unbreakable skin.
"Ares!" the name of the War God escaped passed her dry lips.
"That's it. Scream my name" Ares growled louder.
Increasing the speed of his thrusting, in and out, and every time his cock sinks an inch deeper. Squeezing through the tightness of her vagina that the inner walls were clutched around his penis. The great God lowered his upper body down and closer to hers as Melina could feel the warmth of his chest again touching against the hard nipples of her breasts. His right hand was nailed next to the side of Melina's head and Ares still used the other hand lowered down to hold her hip in place.
Hearing her whines and pants was music to his ears, but Ares wanted to hear more. He was an inch away from Melina's red face before Ares tuck his long, dripping tongue out and wipe off the tears from her red cheek. Savouring the salty taste before Ares gave an animalistic growl, "Worship me. Give in to me."
"Ares… Ah!" Melina cried as the pleasure was finally coming through and consuming her vulnerable soul. Sliding her hands up and coiled her fingers around the edges of Ares' hips as though Melina was begging the God to come even closer.
Normally, any God would be enraged if any mortal touch them without permission, however Ares allowed it for Melina's desperate and breathless reaction only to feed his omnipotent ego. His right hand slinked up like a python and his big fingers clasp a clump of her brown hair and gratingly pull them back. Forcing Melina to expose her naked neck and giving Ares better access to suck on her silky skin.
"You're mine" Ares darkly snarled although the God sounded like commanding Melina, and she was easily convinced.
"I'm yours, my God" she whispered accepting her fate in the hands of the God that stands above her.
Feeling his hard balls slapping against the outside of her slit and his large girth stretching her inner walls as his massive cock was thrusting deeper and deeper to the fact that Ares was close to the womb. Melia could feel his huge cock throbbing inside of her cunt while Ares' intoxicating lips began swallowing hers and stealing her sweet kisses. Instead of panting for fresh oxygen, Melina had to breathe in the vinous air from the God's mouth and to taste the compelling taste from his saliva.
"I feel…" Melina break away from his lips, closed her eyes and moan at the soaring feeling that burns in the core of her womb.
"Close?" Ares ended her sentence with an amused smirk, "As it so happens, so am I."
His thrusts suddenly became harder and faster and Melina was choking not from the pain, but from the exotic pleasure that was building up fast. Melina could feel his huge cock striking sharply at the G-spot and throbbing inside her stretched vagina. Sensing that his huge cock was reaching the cervix, Ares snarled, "Get ready to feel me fill you with my cum and glory."
Melina threw her head as her vision became blurry and fireworks were exploring in the core of her vagina. Ares was slowing down his thrusts but still slamming his cock hard into her stretched cunt. She felt her womb being fulfilled with something blazing from the release of Godly cum from Ares's erect cock. Forced to adjust to this imposing and savoury orgasm, Melina thought her body was about to be lit into flames and her eyes became blurred with dirty satisfaction. Feeling like her body was sinking into a dark pool of ecstasy and the alluring presence of Ares is the only thing that was pulling her down. Trapping her. Draining her.
Ares was panting heavily but he wasn't exhausted as Melina was at that moment. The brutal God grew a sinful smirk as he was still enjoying the feeling of his glorious cock stuck in Melina's marked vagina. Taking pride in giving Melina her first and celestial sex, he seductively cooed, "Well, it seems, you have enjoyed this as much as I have, sweet Melina."
The tip of his fingers gently stroked the side of her red cheek, Melina wanted to feel repulse but she actually felt really drawn to his warm touch. Ares gradually slides his cock and exit out of the sore slit while it was still leaking with his white, juicy cum. Melina could still feel the burning cum spilling over the entrance of her vagina like a waterfall while most of his cum was fulfilling her womb with euphoria.
Melina felt the weight of the bed shift when Ares crawled off and stood up fully naked even though his cock was still hard as a rock. Ares began dressing himself with his armour. Melina was trying to cover her sinful and sweaty body with her ripped ass. "You were such an amusing hostess. I cannot wait for next time."
"Next time?" Melina mumbled breathlessly as she slightly turned her weary head to face up at her God.
"Yes, of course" Ares replied in an obvious tone. Ducked his finger under her chin and raised Melina's head up to force her to lock eyes with his dangerous stare. "Now, that I had a taste of you. I'm determined to keep you for myself. And save you for another time."
He lets go of Melina's chin and her head swiftly dropped to the right side, but it also gave Ares an easy accept to growled into her ear, "Just remember, you're mine now, Melina."
That was the last thing The War God said to Melina before leaving her alone in her quiet, warm house. Her tired head was flooded with images of his charming face, that villainous smile, those dark eyes filled with hunger and sinister, and now the wet sounds of his cock slamming into her slit.
All Melina could do now was rest on her bed feeling impotent and weary. Felt like all of her strength was wasted away from Ares' burning touch, but at the same time, Melina's body was overflowing with eternal bliss.