Ares: (Gods of Old Book 1) (13 page)

Ava looked up at him and smiled, “Hey,” she whispered teasingly. “So what is on the agenda for now?” Her tone was teasing, happiness imbibing each word she spoke. “I thought that perhaps we should do something like, oh I don’t know, go back to your home on Olympus so that we can enjoy some alone time together?”

“We could do that,” he nodded slowly. “But not yet. For now, just a short time, I wish to lay here and hold you. Just to enjoy this moment for a little longer. Then we will go to the house, and we can do whatever you’d like. All the food and drink is safe there for you; I cleared out all the rest of it so nothing would harm you.”

“Thank you for that.” Shifting slightly next to him she asked, “How would the food and drink at your home hurt me? I don’t understand. Wasn’t it just, well, food and drink?” She didn’t know what the issue was with God food and drink.

“For you, a human, it would have been deadly. Everything on Olympus contains ambrosia and, in certain amounts it can be an aphrodisiac, for the Gods. For humans, it creates a buzz, a high almost. But that only lasts a little while. Then the throat starts to close, the blood pumps faster and death steals over them; asphyxiation would be the cause noted by any doctor of your world. There is no way to reverse the effects once it’s ingested. That’s why I didn’t want you eating or drinking anything there. But now, it’s safe, I cleaned everything out and replaced it with foods and drinks of the human realm.”

Her eyes went wide when he said that, and she nodded. “Ambrosia. In the mythos doesn’t it say that that is how Gods turn their lovers into immortals or something like that?” she asked with a frown, trying desperately to recall the words of the book.

“In theory, it can be used to do so, but what it doesn’t say is that there’s usually a life or death situation involved. On top of all that, you need the blessing of the God King to do it. Without the blessing of Zeus, lots of dead mortals.” Ares looked at her and touched her cheek gently. “There are other ways to turn a mortal immortal. But it takes a bit of research and, from what little I recall, a bit of help from another.”

“Well, we have lots of time to think about it and figure it out. For now, I just want to be with you, Ares. For now, I’m perfectly happy simply being in your arms and holding you tight. To me, this is heaven. However, I wouldn’t be opposed to going home with you. Making love on your massive bed. Enjoying the amenities that you have as a God and all that.”

“There are a few amenities,” he grinned down at her. “I do like the fact that I can strip you and have you in bed all with one thought. It saves with the awkward struggles to get out of a shirt or bra. The indignity of tripping out of your pants and falling on your face.”

“Yes, this is very true. I like that part a lot too. I wish I could do it to you, but when I ask nicely, you are more than willing to do it for me,” she said with a smile. “That makes me all kinds of happy too by the way, that you are as eager as I am to get naked.”

“I’d walk around in the buff all the time, but apparently, it upsets people. Personally, I don’t understand why. Though I guess I see that I’m likely showing up most males on the planet by being just so damned impressive.” His smile was teasing, he was poking fun at himself and everyone else all at the same time.

That had her grinning, “Well, you are rather impressive, but I’m all for you walking around in the buff all the time. As long as we are home and no one can see in that is. I would even walk around naked as well. Just so that there would be no clothing between us at all. In fact, I like that idea.”

“Then we will do that when we are alone and in one of our homes. At least at either of my places, we don’t need to worry about neighbors trying to sneak a peek. I have no one living close enough to bother with such things.”

“I think that sounds like a good idea. Being able to spend time together without anyone seeing us. Yep, I like this idea a lot. And sunbathing without suits so that we don’t have tan lines. I think that you have hit upon very good ideas, Ares.”

“Who said I’d ever let you out to tan?” he smirked. Then, dropping a kiss to her nose, he held her tighter for a moment. “I think we should head home. You’re starting to look a little tired, love. I think I might have worn you out a bit today with our adventures and globe-trotting.”

“I think that you might have,” Ava agreed and lay her head on his chest once more. “You would let me tan,” she said with confidence, “Not burn, but tan a nice lovely golden color. I think I would look good with a head to toe tan, don’t you?”

“If you look any better than you do now I will likely pass out from it. But yes, I’d never let you burn. I would never let you suffer the agony of a sunburn. But you know that so,” he sighed. “Alright, we’ll worry about all that tomorrow. So, Olympus or the Italian home for tonight?”

“I think Olympus tonight so that you can really sleep.” She looked up at him and smiled, “I have a feeling that you and all your brethren sleep better in your God homes than your Earthen homes, or am I wrong on that?” Either place was amazing, but she wanted to be where he felt most comfortable because she would feel more comfortable as well.

“I never truly let my guard down in either place. But, I suppose, the warding is better on Olympus. The power of the other Gods feed the wards and shields. So yes, we’ll spend tonight there. But only tonight. I tend to get too tense when I’m there too long. At least here on Earth, I can relax without the worry of one of my backstabbing siblings coming after me.”

“As long as you are certain.” She frowned now and tilted her head. “If you would rather, I’m more than happy in Italy. I promise that I am. I just want to be where you are. I want to be where you feel safe. I just-” She shrugged. “I just want to be around you period.”

“I kind of got that, darling. For tonight, we’ll go to Olympus. I do want you to see the sunrise from there at least once. It’s uniquely beautiful, unlike anything you will ever see here on Earth. And you’ll be one of the very few humans to ever watch it. Hold tight,” he warned leaning in to kiss her.

“Don’t worry; you don’t have to tell me twice.” Ava wrapped her arms around him tightly and closed her eyes again. Her cheek to his chest she sighed and felt when they moved through space, time, whatever it was. She gave him another squeeze, “I can’t wait to see the sun rising, you will make sure we are awake for it?”

“Absolutely,” he said as they landed on a soft surface and sank in slightly. “We’re here, darling. If you want to grab a shower you can. There are towels in there for you, a toothbrush and a bunch of other stuff that I mostly guessed at but the salesgirl said were a must have for any woman.”

“Aww, thank you.” He went out of his way for her; that melted her heart more than he could know. “I think a shower would be good. If I’m not out in half hour, come join me?” she teased happily. “And thank you,” she added before giving him a kiss and then moving slightly from him. “Now, which way is the bathroom?”

“Through that arch there,” he pointed just to her right and behind her. “Call if you need me or can’t find anything. Oh, and I should mention, it’s fairly open. No one can see in; again it’s shielded, but it can be startling to someone not expecting it.”

“Oh, boy. Right, gotcha. So if I see someone outside the windows or whatever I shouldn’t scream, right?” She had a lot to get used to it seemed, a great deal to learn about this man and this place. “I trust you,” she said easily.

“No, if you see some strange person outside you damned well better scream. Not that they could see you, but they also shouldn’t be there. So yeah, you see someone lurking you let one rip, and I’ll know I have someone I need to skewer.”

“Oh. Okay. Well then, right. See someone and scream but don’t worry about it.” She laughed and looked at him. “Half hour, if I’m not out, come and join me.?” She added for the second time and before he could reply, took off for the bathroom so that she could get her shower and shave before he joined her. She wanted to be fully smooth for him this time around.

Half an hour later there was a knock on the shower glass. “You still alive or have you drowned, my darling?” Ares called to her and pressed his face to the glass. “Hello. Ava, you in there? Babe, you have an awful lot of steam going on, what’s up with that?”

Ava swiped her hand down the glass of the shower and grinned back at him. “I was enjoying a nice, wonderfully hot, shower, but I’ve cooled it down now. Wanna come in and wash my back for me?” She had been shaving. She shaved every inch of hair from her lower body and underarms, of course. She wanted to know what he would think of it and if he would like it or not.

“Of course, I’ll wash your back,” he grinned. He pulled open the door and stepped into the shower with her. “Oh my, what is this?” he turned her to face him, and his eyes zeroed in on her bare pussy. “Holy mother of the Gods. You shaved,” he whispered. Then he fell to his knees before her, cupped her ass and hauled her in close to him. “Sweet mother of the Gods, this is amazing. I have to taste you like this.” Her only warning before his mouth was on her bare mound.

Ava hadn’t been prepared for this, at all. Her hands moved to his head and shoulders when he grabbed her, and all she could do was spread her legs for him and lean back on the shower wall. Closing her eyes she moaned, shifted when he lifted one of her legs and put it over his shoulder and whimpered.

His tongue slid slowly over her smooth folds, slipping between to find her clit. He flicked the tight nub over and over, his hands massaging her ass and pulling her tighter to his mouth. A growl sounded, and she could feel the reverberations through her body, but it all settled in her womb creating a heavy and deep throb.

Ava shuddered at the sensations; the feelings were so very, very good. “Yes,” she whimpered. “That feels so good.” She grabbed and held his head to her body. “More.” It was a demand. She loved the feeling of it too much to not give in to the sensations.

Ares pressed two fingers into her pussy, his mouth on her clit sucking and tugging. His teeth scraping over the sensitive nub as he pushed her higher. He began to hum, the sound and vibration pouring into her body slowly, making her whole body tighten up.

“There,” she gasped, the water around them the perfect temperature, his body holding hers and his fingers inside of her. As he pushed her higher, faster, harder she clenched her hands on his head and held on for dear life. When her climax came, she screamed. The sound muffled by the water and the soft stone of the massive shower. Her hands clenched his hair so tightly she was sure she was going to pull it out.

He chuckled as he slid his tongue through her moisture. With one last nuzzle to her bare mound he stood up and lifted her into his arms. “Mine,” he smiled at her pressing his cock into her still spasming channel.

Wrapping her legs around his hips, Ava smiled. “Always.” She agreed fully. “And you are damn well mine too,” she demanded as her nails bit into his skin. A shiver rode her whole body, and she pressed against the smooth rocks at her back and harder into him.

With his hands on her thighs, he was able to slide his cock into her deep, each thrust reaching to her womb. But his mouth was busy as well, licking at the drops of water on her shoulders, chest, and breasts; teasing her nipples with small flicks before he moved to another area of her body.

“Ares. Hell yes,” she moaned. “That feels so good.” Ava moved with him, her every movement countering his in some small way. Their bodies seemingly made of one as they moved. “So you like me shaved?” She couldn’t help from asking.

“I love you shaved,” he said in a rough tone. Lifting his head, he stared into her eyes. “I love the feel of your soft, smooth pussy as it wraps around my cock. The way I can feel every flutter of your muscles as I tongue you. Personally, I think you should make it permanent, no more hair on your gorgeous, pink pussy.”

“Good thing that I have a God that loves me, huh?” she asked as she moved on him, gasping for air and leaning in closer to him. “I think you should make me hairless from the neck down. Arms, underarms, legs, and most importantly my pussy.” She clenched on him. “Because it feels amazing to me as well.”

“I can do that if you wish,” he smiled at her. “Remind me when we are in bed together later. After I’ve given you another orgasm and have had you screaming in my arms once more. I’ll make your dream a reality and then I will stroke you some more.”

“Don’t worry; I’ll remind you.” She didn’t want the prickly skin when the hair began to grow back if she didn’t have to have it. “For now, I simply want to have you fucking me. Hard. I need this.” She groaned and tightened her legs around his hips.

He thrust in harder, her pussy sucking him deep and then trying to hold him as he pulled back out. “I need you,” he said quietly. He caught her lips in a hard kiss, his tongue stroking over hers in a mirror image of his cock stroking into her body.

Ava kissed him back, her every motion mimicking his and her pussy milking his cock and squeezing it like a glove. She bit his lower lip, then his tongue and soothed them both with hers. She was feeling frenzied, out of control and so close.

Another growl sounded, and his mouth landed on her neck. His teeth scraped and then bit at the sweet spot between neck and shoulder. He held her to him as he thrust once, twice and then came. The hot jets of seed splashed into her pussy as he shuddered against her.

Ava leaned in and bit his shoulder too. She hadn’t ever thought she would be a biter, but she was. She was a biter and a screamer that much was for sure. She screamed behind the bite, her whole body convulsing and milking his cock of every single drop of his seed that she could get.

“I’ve got you, babe,” he whispered. Wrapping her in his arms he hugged her close, his breath panting over her skin. “Gods, I love you, Ava. You blow my mind every time we’re together. I don’t think I’m ever going to get enough of you.”

“Same boat,” she muttered and held onto him limply, grinning crazily as she did so. “God, I love everything about you, Ares, especially how you make me limp as a noodle.” She had been far too uptight for far too long, and now, now he was what she needed in life.