Moaning softly, I tried to control my trembling legs. My pussy was tight around him as he pumped his fingers in and out of me, bringing me so close to the edge again.
“Do you want me to fill your tight little cunt up like I did the other night?” he asked, eyes a deathly gold. I tensed hard around his fingers, my heart racing, and he gazed down at my pussy, cracking another smirk. “Feels like you do.”
I furrowed my eyebrows and whimpered for my mate, all sense of control gone. All Mars had to do was surrender to Ares, and I submitted to his every touch. It was so dangerous but so thrilling.
“I bet you’ve been thinking about me filling you up with my cum and letting it drip out of you when we’re finished.” He kissed just below my ear. “Or maybe … thrusting it deeper inside of you and making you bear our pups.”
Something about the power he had over me made me feel so fucking good. No, I didn’t want pups right now, but just the mere thought of it made my wolf crave him. My pussy pulsed even more intensely on his fingers as I just waited for him to fill me up, for him to make me come over and over, like he had the other night.
I hadn’t gotten over the feeling of him being inside of me. I didn’t think I ever would.
“Does my Kitten want that?” he asked, fingers pushing into me and pulling back out, so agonizingly slow. I nodded at him, my head in such a daze, as the pleasure coursed through my entire body. “Use your words.”
“Yes, Ares.”
He growled lowly, crawled next to me, and pushed me onto my side, my back against his chest. He brushed his lips against my ear from behind and lifted one of my legs into the air, positioning the head of his cock right at my entrance. He spread my legs wider, his hand slipping down my thigh to rub my clit. “Beg,” he whispered in my ear. “I love it when you beg for me, Kitten.”
My mark burned with pleasure every time he pressed against my wetness. “Please, Ares,” I begged.
He pushed himself harder against my core.
“Oh Goddess, please, I need it.”
After slipping his arm underneath my neck and cradling my head, he brushed his fingers against my lips. “Please what?”
“Put your cock inside of me.”
Without speaking another word, he drew me closer to him, kissed my mark, and plunged himself inside of me. My whole body jerked up, but Ares held me to him.
“I love the way your pussy wraps around my cock.” He rubbed my clit harsher, pumping in and out of me. “The way your tits bounce every time I thrust into you.”
Pleasure rushed through my body.
“Your purrs,” he whispered in my ear. “Goddess, I love the way you purr for me, Kitten.”
My pussy clenched harder on his cock, and I moaned out his name, unable to hold myself back. All I could feel was him pulsing inside of me and the surge of delight I felt from it. I arched my back and came hard.
Wave after wave of ecstasy rushed through my body, making it tingle with delight. He slowed his pace, came inside of me, and groaned deeply into my ear. I could already feel his cum coating my pussy lips.
After he pulled himself out, I rolled onto my back and stared over at him, my breathing heavy. The moonlight bounced off his sculpted face so perfectly, and my heart warmed. So many things had happened since the last night we had been together, yet I felt even closer to him.
We stayed quiet for a few moments, and then he pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear. “My dad invited us to dinner tomorrow night. Do you want to go?” he asked nervously.
While I hadn’t had one simple night here to relax, I wanted to meet his family. It would be a good time to figure out who Ares really was, what had happened to his mother, and why Charolette was the only one I could ask about the stone.
“Only if you take me back to the pack house and feed me some more of those pretzels with cheese tonight,” I said, giving him the best proposition he’d ever get from me.
He chuckled against my lips, picked me up right off of the ground, and carried me home. “Anything for you, Kitten.”
Chapter 31
Aurora
I dumped my gym bag onto the ground at the edge of the training field and tugged my hair into a high ponytail, so everyone could see Ares’s mark on my neck. Though he had marked me less than two days ago, his teeth had sunk so deep into me that my mark was still red and swollen. People from his pack gazed over at me, eyes lingering longer than they usually did.
The warriors and members in his pack weren’t the most personal people, but they were getting used to me. Some even smiled at me this morning. But since I’d been here, they all seemed like something was haunting and hurting each one of their hearts.
At the front of the pack, Ares stood with Marcel and sneaked a gaze at me when Marcel instructed the pack through warm-ups. Marcel was definitely the biggest asshole I knew, but he was one of the strongest wolves in this pack. It was just weird that he never went on hunts with Ares and just kind of … babysat Charolette.
Charolette bounced on her toes next to me, smiling wide. “Morning.”
After fiddling with my fingers a few times, I mustered up my best smile. All night, I had stayed up, trying to think about how I was going to ask her why Ares needed the stone. The last time I had asked her and Marcel, she had been so hesitant to say anything. And I had a bad feeling that Ares needed the
