AKIRA'S POV
He immediately smashed his lips on mine and speared his hand into my hair. And as our tongues battled for dominance and our teeth clashed, all I could think about was how unbelievably wet I was and how bad I wanted him inside me. My heated body seemed to cool as his hands ran themselves over its curves.
He slowly removed my nightie from my body and I almost cried when we had to detach our lips. As he trailed his eyes down my body, his cold mask was torn away. Lust and a certain softness flowed unencumbered across his face.
He was looking at me as though he was trying to memorize every freckle, dip, and curve of my body.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Akira."
On a different occasion I would bristle at him calling me by my name but this time, my heart pounded at his words.
I was falling for this man. And I was falling fast.
He flipped us so I was on my back before spreading my thighs open and settling his hips between them. I gasped at the sensation, I was naked while he was still in his briefs.
He gently nipped at the skin on my neck, in teasing bites before he bit hard enough to make me cry out. Hard enough to make me wetter and leave a mark on my skin.
"Christ, you're perfection." He murmured as he trailed his lips down to kiss, lick and suck my breast. His skilful mouth explored everywhere but where I needed him the most. My nipples. They ached and puckered for his touch, for his lips to wrap around them and suck hard.
He slowly killed me every time he moved away from the hardened buds.
Finally, the tip of his tongue swirled around one of the hardened peaks. My breath caught, and I gripped the sheets tightly to prevent moving away from his lips.
But it was only a light kiss and then his tongue was gone.
"Fuck you," I cried out. He was fucking killing me with his teasing.
Ares only chuckled darkly before sucking the nipple once again. His teeth scraped across the sensitive skin before sucking it into his mouth harder, his tongue swirling.
All control I had was gone and I began grinding my hips furiously against his. I didn't care that I was soaked to my thighs and I was making a wet patch on his briefs, all I wanted to do was get off.
"Ares..." I moaned out of frustration. I needed more, I needed him to fucking devour me. I didn't want this soft and teasing Ares.
Dipping lower, he parted my legs and pressed his nose against my clit before breathing in harshly. My clit jumped at the pleasure that coursed through me.
Finally, his tongue darted out to taste me and I cried out, my hands reaching down to grip handfuls of his thick hair. And when he groaned, I felt myself spasm.
Holy shit.
Holy shit.
It felt so good. All the heat within me was simmering away. His touch was all I wanted.
Realising that he was stalling, his thumbs spread my lower lips apart and he finally speared his tongue into me. It was deep and rough, carnal and sinister and he groaned like was at the receiving end of the pleasure.
My legs trembled and tried to close themselves at the immense pleasure I was getting from his unrelenting tongue but Ares wasn't having it. His hands moved to grip my thighs open so he could eat me properly.
Devour me properly.
Ares was always in tune with me and my body, he knew how to give me pleasure, build the pleasure and simultaneously keep me on the edge.
Sliding a hand up my inner thigh to my quivering heat, he eased a thick finger in. Then another, stretching me. The unison of his fingers and mouth working me brought me to an orgasm, and I fell apart. Hard and fast.
My pulse thumped rapidly as I cried out his name into the dark.
My thoughts went haywire.
And my eyes became hazy as I looked down at Ares who kept working me fervently. He had wrung everything from and was still demanding more. My orgasm faded only to begin to build up again.
I didn't even have the chance to catch my breath because this orgasm was going to be more intense. This feeling was too much. Ares never stopped giving me just one orgasm.
As I clutched his hair harder, my hands brought his mouth closer instead of pushing it away.
"Ares–" I started but my word turned into a sharp cry when he suddenly bit down on my clit and slammed his fingers in.
The pain turned into pleasure as he sucked on my abused clit.
"Ares," Tears were already streaming down my face. "I need..."
His fingers pumped in and out and his thumb expertly stroked my clit. "What do you need, little one?"
"More. I need more, Ares." I pleaded, mindlessly. "I need you."
"You're so fucking tight, I need to stretch you open for me." His voice was husky as he spoke. "Only I can bring you this much pleasure, little one."
Despite the need to cum, I laughed at his first sentence. "If I was any wetter, I would flood your damn mansion."
He chuckled at that. "Such a smart mouth." He raised his head to look at the said mouth which was parted open in pleasure. His dark eyes clashed with mine and I grew wetter.
Sliding his fingers free, he moved up my body to get a better view of my face.
He was looking for doubt or reluctance from me. He wasn't going to find it. I wanted him. And I'd never been more sure of anything in my entire life.
Ares kneeled between my thighs, his spread legs pushing mine wider. He fisted his cock and pumped his hips, once, twice before tapping the tip on my clit.
His hard cock was impressive. And I was glad he had something to back up for his arrogant attitude.
My heart swooned. Total big dick energy.
His eyes became more hooded as he looked down at his actions. He then lined the head with the opening of my ready pussy.
"Do you–"
"I don't want to use one on you. And I'm clean." He cut me off "I would never risk your safety Akira. I have never been with anyone bare and I haven't been with anyone since a long time ago."
"I'm on the pill," I said, wanting to hug Madam Yelena for that. She had gotten them for each of us the first month we got here. She didn't want us getting knocked up in case we decided to fuck the male servants. Those were her words.
I briefly wondered if werewolves and Lycans could contract STDs.
"I'm sorry I questioned you, it's just... I don't want there to be a barrier between us but I also don't want to be stupid." My cheeks flushed further as I explained.
He nodded his head in understanding. "Do you want me to use a condom?"
I shook my head. "I want to feel everything too, Ares." And I meant it.
He chuckled. "You say shit like that and it makes me want to come." He positioned himself again and with one last searching gaze, he lowered his head to watch raptly as he slowly began to press in.
Inch by inch, he pressed his thick and long length in further.
Even as wet as I was, it still stung as he stretched me. I was so damn full and I hissed out a breath at the unfamiliar intrusion.
But fuck if I didn't want more. I wanted all of him and more.
I lifted my hips to push him in further and I cried out at a certain sting.
"I should spank your ass for that," He said tersely, his muscles were tense and his breathing was harsh. "But that would involve me pulling out of you, so it'll have to wait."
Holding my hips, he thrust in and planted himself fully. He stayed like that for moments that felt like hours as my body tried to adjust to his length as best as it could.
My neediness returned in thousand folds when I finally began to feel all of him. Every pulse of his vein and every little shift of his hips.
He squeezed my hips with his rough calloused palms and pinned me to the bed when I rocked into him.
"Fuck. Can you calm the fuck down?" He groaned out. His expression turned to one of pain and he closed his eyes. "It's been a while and I don't want to cum in less than three pumps."
"How long?"
I wanted to choke on the stupid little question. Or maybe choke Ares.
It depended on his response.
He opened his lids and stared down at me. The look he gave me was new. It was one I would never forget even on my death bed as his blazing eyes stared deep into my soul.
"Five months, little one."
Five months?
If the tally marks I had been making were correct, it would also be five months since I've been here.
Holy shit.
But...
"But... What about Serena and the other she-wolves?"
She never shut up about how she fucked you every night, I wanted to add but I kept my mouth shut and waited for his response.
"I haven't fucked Serena ever since you got here. My Lycan wouldn't let me."
My eyebrows shut up.
"What do you mean 'your Lycan'?" I glared at him. "You would've fucked her if your Lycan let you?"
The heat in his eyes burned but this time around it felt like a warning. "You think so low of me. I wouldn't treat you that way, Akira."
I opened my mouth again. "Well–"
He cut me off by moving. With slow, long strokes, he pulled his length out before sliding back in.
I moaned out in pleasure.
"Knew that would shut you up." He smirked.
While I was panicking inside. I didn't know what to do. Did I move? Where do you I put my hands? Do I flip us over and ride him like a crazy banshee?
After debating for a few seconds I placed my hands on his shoulders. I moaned out loud when he increased his pace.
Raw desire filled his expression as he watched us, as he watched me take him. His hands dug deeper into my hips.
He wanted me.
Just me. No one else.
Lowering himself, Ares placed one of his forearms on the bed next to my head. The other kept their tight hold on my hips as he began to slam into me. His body brushed mine with each thrust, and I moaned at each brush of his chest with my sensitive nipples.
His cock began pounding into me so hard, that I almost propelled up the bed with each hard thrust had he not held me in place.
Ares surrounded me. His touch and smell touched every inch of my soul. And I welcomed it.
Because all I saw was Ares.
All I felt was Ares.
And all I needed was Ares as his questioning eyes met mine.
It was time...
And I didn't want him to waste any more time.
I wanted his mark. No, I needed it. So, I nodded, my eyes filling with tears at the intense pleasure, as I gazed at him.
"Do it," I demanded.
Ares smiled, revealing sharp fangs. It was sinister, downright evil. And I loved it.
Jesus. He was going to kill me with pleasure. My cunt tightened around him at the sight.
Suddenly, I wanted those fangs breaking into my flesh.
Shocked at the thought, I recoiled. What was happening to me?
"It's going to hurt," Ares warned, nipping on my earlobe. "But it'll be worth the pain, little one. The pleasure you'll get from it will be worth it. I promise."
And I believed him.
I tensed as he trailed his lips lower, from my ear down to my neck and then the spot in between my shoulder and neck.
"Relax," He murmured, it rolled off his tongue sensually. The grinding and rolling of his hips never ceased. "It'll hurt less if you stop tensing." An amused laugh.
I glared at him and relaxed. My hips chasing his at the moment.
And then his fangs pierced and broke into the skin, I cried out sharply. The pain was soul gripping. It ceased my whole body as Ares's relentless pounding continued.
A little swipe of his thumb over my clit and his mouth sucking and kissing over his mark after retracting his fangs had my body convulsing.
Just one small circle and a swipe of a tongue and I was gone. My whole body arched towards him. Shaking uncontrollably.
There was no falling off the cliff when it came to Ares. No, I was launched off it, plunging into pure bliss that courses through my veins like hot lava.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I cried out as my pussy continuously kept pulsing on his thick cock. My eyelids shut close, blocking his gorgeous face from my view.
"Akira!" A harsh tap on my face had me snapping my eyes open.
I gave him a lazy grin.
"Hey," He smiled, wolfishly. "Looks like you passed out there."
"All thanks to you..." My drawl turned into another sharp moan when he dragged his tongue down his mark.
As if unable to stop himself, he smashed his lips on mine. The kiss was hungry, charged with current, and downright dirty as his tongue continuously kept shoving itself into my mouth.
As he retracted his lips, his eyes were wild, unhinged, filled with so much desire for me. He lowered his head to my ear and his breathing turned harsher as his pace slowed but his force increased.
And with a few more brutal thrusts, Ares came with a groan. All I could hear was the rough and sexy groan that slipped past his lips.
I was breathless and exhausted. My thoughts were fleeting, bouncing off each wall in my head. At the feel of Ares' – still hard– cock slipping out of me, all I could think of was one thing.
"I want to do it again." And I meant all of it. The hard pounding, the marking, everything.
I didn't realize I had said it out loud until Ares chuckled darkly, sinisterly. "I don't want you too sore for me tomorrow, little one."
Before I could give a smart response, he got up and padded towards the bathroom.
I laid, spent on the bed as I listened to him walk around in the bathroom.
He came back to the bed and picked me up bridal style before walking both of us to the bathroom.
I sighed when he placed me in the bathtub. The warm water was already doing wonders to my sore muscles. I inhaled and smiled, realising he had put peppermint oil into the water.
Another sigh escaped my lips when he settled in behind me.
And as he picked up the washcloth and ran it down my body all I could feel was an insane amount of content.
I was always content and happy around Ares.