Cruel War (The Gilded Sovereign 1)

The second I fall, I scream his name loudly, making my throat burn. And it’s in that moment that I realize that Ares has just won this war, and I’m a bloodied casualty at his feet.

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Ares

She’s pliable under me. Moving over Dahlia’s sweet body, I lean on my elbows, my cock nudging her wet pussy, and I’m tempted to slip inside her without a word. But I watch her for a moment as her eyes flutter.

Her face is a picture of pleasure.

When she looks at me, I can tell there are a million questions dancing in her stare, but there’s no time for answers. Gripping my cock, I line myself with her entrance.

“One more chance, little flower. Tell me no, and I’ll stop,” I breathe the words along her neck, taunting the smooth flesh with my lips. I meet her gaze, waiting for her to stop me. Her mouth falls open as the tip of my cock nudges her entrance. “Because the moment you let me inside you,” I tease her with my dick before continuing, “that means you’re mine.” It’s a warning.

“Wasn’t I always yours?” She sasses me, and that’s all the invitation I need. Driving my hips toward her, I’m instantly balls deep inside her. She’s so fucking tight; she feels like a virgin wrapped around my dick, and pleasure heats my blood to the point of pain.

“You’re going to make me lose control,” I manage to grit out through clenched teeth. I can’t come yet; I need to make this good for her, even though there’s no way I’m going to last long.

My mouth finds hers, our tongues darting out, dueling with each other. A fight for dominance, a war of need, and desire. Her soft lips are warm against mine, and there’s a sweetness to her taste, but I know there’s a darkness inside her under that sugary goodness.

When I pull away and roll my hips, I can’t stop the stupid grin on my face when her back arches from the mattress and her eyes roll back in her head. I mimic the move a second and third time, making her claw my shoulders as she whimpers my name.

My fucking name.

From the first time I saw her, I knew I wanted her, but this is something out of this fucking world. Her tits are just more than a handful, and I latch onto a rosy nipple, sucking it into my mouth. My teeth graze along the bud, earning me another sexy moan.

My cock hardens even further, and I plunge myself so deep inside her that we both groan as pleasure zips through us.

“Please, Ares, please,” she begs, pleading with me for something. Our gazes lock for a long, intense moment. The room is filled with the smell of sex. Her body’s attached to mine like we’re one person, no longer separated.

This can’t last long. It won’t. Because the moment she knows my plan, she’ll run.

Ignoring the nagging in my mind, I lean in, my mouth sucking the soft skin of her neck, and I bite down hard, earning me nails tearing through skin as her cunt convulses wildly at the act.

I do it again and again, and I know I’m leaving a mark. My mark. When I lift my head, there’s a soft pinkish red bruise forming on her pale flesh. Dahlia lifts her hips, and I realize I’ve stilled all movement, I’m in awe of her.

“Fuck me, Ares,” she pleads, and I obey. Pinning her to the mattress, I lean up on one elbow and grip her bruised neck with my free hand and squeeze. Her eyes widen: fear, lust, and anxiety swim in those blue eyes, and I know this is what she needs.

My hips thrust wildly, needing to be inside her more than my next breath. Her body pulses around my shaft, tight and warm, causing me to groan as feral pleasure burns in my veins.

Each movement is like an aphrodisiac. Her hands tangle in my hair, pulling me toward her, and I offer her the kiss that steals every sound she makes and every breath she attempts to pull in.

“Come on my dick, little flower, I want to feel you milk me,” I whisper in her ear before I reach between us and circle her clit, which makes her walls suck me in deeper.

“Oh, oh, oh, fuck,” she whimpers as her head falls back on the mattress, and her body arches so beautifully that I’m entranced by her.

Pleasure skitters down my spine, my balls tighten, and I empty myself inside her. Jolts of heat wash over me as I shut my eyes for a moment and live in this blissful moment. It’s the first and last time I’ll have her like this, and I bask in it for a moment.

I don’t want to face reality.