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Ares got up, leaning down to give me a hug. He kissed my cheek mid embrace, and guilt settled in my stomach. I hated being mad at him and making him out to be the villain. "Thank you. Your support means the world to me. Love you, Bashy Smashy Boy."
He hustled off to prepare for his date.
I love you, too, A-Bomb.
* * *
I lounged in my favorite chair, simmering in an emotional stew of my own jealousy and affection. Ares and Diana both held special places in my heart, and they clearly had feelings for each other. I was able to share and be shared by the guys. Why was it so damn difficult to give Diana that same freedom? That woman had broken the chains holding back the envious psychopath within me that I’d tried so hard to tame down. The impulse to watch her, make sure she was okay, was clawing its way out from the depths of my psyche. I couldn’t deny myself the primal urge to keep her in my sight.It’s what incubi do, after all.It was getting dark out, so I should be there to keep an eye on her. It’s not that I didn’t trust Ares to keep her safe, but he was a few marbles short of a full bag. Completely barmy at the best of times and mentally unhinged at the worst.
I changed into a black pair of sweatpants and matching tee, hoodie, and shoes; the perfect clothes for blending into the darkness. I would only keep an eye on them while they were outside.It never hurts to be cautious.Then, when they returned to the house, I would go about my own night. I bought the second book in an Irish mafia series I wanted to start. It was a gay reverse harem romance about four mafiosos that fall in love with a college professor. I’d start it after I checked in on Diana and Ares.
My nose pointed me in Diana’s general direction. Her musky rose scent was easy to pick up on the wind. I hoped Ares packed decent blankets so she didn’t freeze to death. They walked toward the back lawn, which bordered a treeline. I snuck around them, hiding in the trees where I could get a decent view. They were cuddled together on a blanket, next to a fire Ares conjured. He wrapped them in a thick fleece blanket. Her head was on Ares’ chest while he massaged her scalp. I used my superhuman hearing to eavesdrop on what they discussed.
“The Sagittarius constellation is based on Kheiron, the first centaur. Cronus was banging a nymphe–which never ends well mind you, they’re fucking shady tricksters–and when his wife found him, he transformed himself into a horse and took off. The result was Kheiron being half man, half horse.” Ares’ emotion shone through as he talked about his history, reminding me of how much he missed Greece. Diana rubbed her hand over his chest, enraptured by what he said. “He was one of the greatest teachers of his time and mentored Jason, Achilles, and taught me a thing or two about celestial navigation.”
“Ares, what is your sign?” Diana asked in a dreamy voice.
“Leo. I bet you thought it was Aries, huh?” he chuckled.
They prattled on, while Ares told her a few more stories. They eventually got on the subject of her stray cat, Oscar, and how much she missedhis squishy lil face. I had met Oscar multiple times.We were not friends.That cat hated everyone but Diana.She would feed a stray and form an unnecessary attachment.I had made some arrangements to catch him and bring him here, so hopefully she wouldn’t miss him much longer.
Ares kissed her, and one kiss turned into a full fledged makeout session. They rolled under the blanket until he balanced his weight above her, vigorously tongue fucking her and grinding himself in between her legs. She seemed so at ease with him, and part of me was jealous. He had no claim over her like I did. He just showed up in her life and swept her off her feet. Another part of me was so aroused my dick wept, creating a cumstain in my sweatpants. Two of the people I wanted most were right there in front of me, yet so out of reach. I wanted to be on the blanket with them, worshiping them both. I could imagine Ares and I making Diana fall apart under the stars as she shouted her pleasure to the heavens.
They walked back inside to watchMoonstruckin the cinema room. I followed them from a distance, sticking to the treeline around the property. Once they were inside, I crouched between a bush and window outside, so I had cover to watch them. Ares left the room, returning with a bar cart. It had a charcuterie board piled high with prosciutto, salami, Greek olives, various cheeses, peppers, and marinated artichokes. Diana had an obsession with charcuterie boards. Many of our dream dates featured boards with such rare imported cheeses, I could still smell them when I left her subconscious.
She almost happy-cried when he placed it on the coffee table. He also included plates, cutlery, a chilled sauvignon blanc and room temperature merlot with appropriate wine glasses for each. Olga must have made that finishing touch for him.He’s going all out.Once they were snuggled together on the couch, I faded inside to watch them through a crack in the door. I kept myself half-faded, so I was present, but mostly see through. It was a skill I had perfected over the centuries that aided me in my recon work.
I hadn’t seenMoonstruckin years, and I was reminded why Cher won an Academy Award. It was a cinematic masterpiece, and Loretta was a strong, confident woman, just like Diana. No wonder she loved this movie so much. They made it through about two thirds of it before Ares’ lust took over. Muting the television, he pulled Diana out from her cuddly kitten curl against his side and placed her facing him on his lap with a knee on either side. They smashed their lips together, kissing like they needed the oxygen out of each other's lungs to breathe. The frantic sexual energy they had made me hard as a rock. I took my dick out of my pants, massaging myself while watching them together. As I consumed their lust, my magic reserves swelled. He pulled her dress over her head and tore her bra and fleece tights off, leaving her in just a high waisted pair of lace knickers.
“These are beautiful. I only want to see you in lace panties from here on out, but they need to come off too,” he said before he ripped them off.
The small, red love-bites Ares left all over her neck and chest poked the beast inside me until he was snarling. I wanted to bite her, leave bigger, deeper indentations next to his. Then I wanted to bite him and show him who was in charge. He laid her back onto the couch and put a pillow under her head. Ares had tortured and killed thousands of people throughout his life, but you’d never believe it with the gentleness he showed Diana. He spread her legs, lifting one over his shoulder and anchoring the other on the floor. Like a starving dog, he ate her pussy with a desperate, feral hunger. The slurping, sucking, and moaning noises coming from the couch was the most erotic melody I’d ever heard. He took two of his huge, meaty fingers and shoved them down Diana’s throat. Watching her suck on his fingers made me think of all the times he’d done that to me before shoving them in my hole. The memories made shivers slink down my back like the trace of an ice cold fingertip. When he worked them inside her pussy, she let out little groans of pain.
“Ares, I don’t know if both are going to fit at once,” she said as she panted through his intrusion.
“Relax, you’re going to take them like the beautiful goddess you are and feel the way I stretch you before I fuck you so hard into these couch cushions, you’ll be able to find spare change,” he rasped in her ear. “Then I’m going to fill you up with cum until it’s leaking from your ears.”
Her giggling at his joke was short lived. His fingers bottomed out inside her, all the way to his knuckles. Diana tilted her head back, allowing me to see how her plump, lipstick smeared lips rounded in an O shape. A sharp gasp told me he either used his heated tongue on her clit or bit her silky flesh as he pumped his fingers inside her wetness. Her arousal was heavy in the air, causing me to grip my own cock harder, picking up the pace to match Ares.
She whined when he stopped, begging him to keep going. Tears rolled down her face. Her pleading spoke to the psychotic prick deep inside that she met in the shower today. I loved to hear her beg like the pretty little cumslut I knew she was.
“No, Little Goddess, you’re going to come on my cock.” He lowered his head and ran his tongue down to her arsehole, lapping at it until she started shaking, a soft glow forming around her body.This must be what he was talking about at breakfast earlier.Her face lit up with shock. “Have you ever taken someone here?”
“Yes, but I want you to fill my pussy,please. I want to feel your cum bathe my insides and drip out of me,” she said with a pout. Ares looked like he was about to have a conniption. Lucifer, she was filthy, perfect for us in every way.
“One day soon, Bash and I are gonna take turns fucking that ass and feeling it’s tight grip around our cocks. Maybe one day, we’ll both get in that hole. Tonight, I’m going todestroythat pussy.” The five alarm fire blazing in Ares’ eyes as he took one last look at her pussy promised a passionate, rough fuck ahead.
He abruptly stood up, tore off his clothes like a savage, and shucked his socks and boots. He stood there, smirking as Diana basked in his nudity. He was brilliant. Bulky, sculpted muscles that could rip a man apart, limb by limb. Dimpled glutes firm enough you could bounce a quarter off them. A ridged cock so thick it could split someone apart. His body was solid lines and planes that held godly power of which even immortal demons were jealous. Everything about him screamed pure, rugged manliness. The contrast of him to Diana’s soft, round curves made me drool. I yearned to lick each divot, dimple, and line on his muscular body–to bite every mound of her lucious flesh–to be between them, on them, inside them.
“It’s shapeddifferently,” she said, her brows crinkling into a concerned look. The inflection in her voice made me think it was curiosity, not hesitancy that confused her.
“It has ridges.” He walked over to her, so she could grasp it with her hand without sitting up. Her thumb and fingers didn’t touch. “Feel the bump toward the head and the ridged skin? Think about howgoodthat will feel against your g-spot.”
She jacked him off with tentative movements, locking eyes with him. I could feel the smoldering heat between them from where I stood outside the door.
“If you could even make it fit.”
Ares moved her hand down to her cunt, swiping her fingers through her folds. “Feel that? You’re dripping for me, Little Goddess. It knows who it belongs to, what it wants. You’ll feel a stretch, maybe some burning, but then you’ll be begging me for it. I’m going to ruin you for everyone else, Diana, because you’remine. Do you understand me?”
