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I darted my tongue out, reaping a deep groan that reverberated straight to my pussy. Wrapping my hand around the base, I worked my magic, letting his dick slowly slide inside my throat. I swallowed it whole, feeling triumphant as his head hit the back.
Ares lost it, like the many other times we’d found our way to his bed. Or rug, shower, egg swing and—
“Get up!” he ordered.
I hopped up, and he kissed me as if the apocalypse was right around the corner. His hand caught a fistful of my hair, teeth clashing with mine. It was hurried, frenzied, wild. Everything we were whenever we collided.
Ares leaned in while his hands lifted me onto the kitchen counter, positioning one leg over his shoulder. Without warning, his tongue plunged into my core, lapping up my juices that would otherwise drip down onto the cold marble.
“Fuck, D. I’m gonna miss this,” his gravel voice pleaded. His nose tickled my clit as he inhaled deeply. “Your scent, this pussy.” His musky-flavored lips hovered over mine. “You. Just…you.”
“Oh God, you’re good,” I breathed as he traveled a path of kisses over my breastbone.
“Nah, sweetness.” He loomed over me and splayed his forehead against mine, spreading my legs with his lean frame and splitting me open with his cock in one swift thrust. He stayed there. Still, peaceful. Like the calm before the storm. Connecting us in the best way possible as he gritted his teeth. “This is what’s good.”
He was right. Oh Lord, was he right.
“Don’t go. I need us, just like this.”
My eyes rolled towards the back when he swirled his hips, finding the right spot.
I kissed his jaw. “It’s only for the weekend.”
He growled, “Need to fill you up. So, you would…”—he pounded ferally, almost unbearably deep, surely to leave bruises at the inside of my thighs—“…beyond a doubt…”—he pinched my clit and I jolted—“…be branded as mine.”
Spiraling into pleasure, we came harder than ever. Contractions sucked his cum inside my womb with such intensity that it nearly made me pass out. Ares caged me in with protective arms. A chest that choked on every intake of breath. But a body that synced so perfectly with mine.
I was utterly insane.
I wished I wasn’t falling for him so hard. I’d nearly felt as if I could explode at any minute.
My heart pounded madly as I grappled at him for support. My ass was balancing dangerously at the edge while I was still impaled by his cock.
We untangled as he laid me on my back. He pulled out and thumbed his cum neatly into my opening.
“Mine, Dita. You’re mine.” He stuffed me up with his warm seed, leaving his mark deep inside me before he crouched down for my panties and covered me up. “Squeeze those walls, sweetness. Crawl into the car like this and don’t dare to spill a drop.”
I clamped my muscles, listening to him intently as his orbs turned to black. “I’ll try.”
His hand smacked my thigh. “Not good enough. I need to stay with you the entire weekend so that when you come back, you’re still leaking.”
“Oh, my.” I fanned myself. This guy had a heat level that could roast me like a freaking marshmallow.
He helped me to my feet, my flowy dress covering up every inch that had thoroughly been attended to. Trembling legs held me upright while I tried to clench my muscles, perfectly reminding me of the man who had been inside me, taking me in a way no one ever had.
Ares Volt.
Golden-skinned, dark-haired, tattooed half-god. And I was all his.
The thud of the front door closing erased the sex-hazed trance. Heels click-clacked across the floor a couple seconds later. I was descent, but I was still a whole lot of flustered and not so sure if I could walk on these noodles.
“Fuck!” Ares hissed before he grabbed me violently and kissed me with an almighty toxicity. He then dashed out of the kitchen like lightning was up his ass, leaving me in his kitchen where we just fucked like two sociopaths. Where he claimed me to be his and made me promise to clench up my pussy so his cum wouldn’t drip down my thighs.
The car ride was going to be hell. How was I supposed to endure two hours without leaking onto the passenger seat?
It’s just my stepbrother’s hot seed, Mom. That’s right, he banged me into oblivion, and I want to keep doing it but, uh, no big deal.
Getting a little air to breathe wasn’t such a bad idea. I needed some space from Ares and to figure out what to do if things—my heart—got out of control.
