Ares hissed through his teeth, his hand flying to her hair, gripping Erald tight as her wet, warm lips wrapped around the tip of cock.
She sucked him slowly, deliberately, tongue swirling around the head.
"Fuck," he muttered. "I didn’t know you were so good at this."
She pulled back, licking her lips with a smug glint in her eyes. "What? I can’t have a secret skill or two?"
Ares groaned, his grip on her hair tightening. "Stop teasing, little wolf. Or you’re gonna pay."
Erald grinned, taking him back into her mouth.
Her hands gripped his hips, her thumbs digging into the crease of his thighs as her head bobbed up and down, her lips sliding over his length.
His fingers tightened in her hair.
Ares was breathing hard, his whole body tensing. His hands were shaking.
Erald pulled back again, releasing him from her mouth. She licked her lips, savouring his taste, and glanced up to find Ares watching her with dark eyes.
"Enjoying the show?"
"Yes," he growled.
She smirked, her fingers caressing his shaft.
"Your mouth feels amazing," he breathed, his gaze never leaving hers.
"Glad to hear it."
He growled, pulling her closer.
She felt the tip of his cock brush her lower lip, and she parted her lips, welcoming him into her mouth.
Ares’ groan was deep and husky. "Yes," he muttered, his voice rough.
He slid his hand down her neck, over her collarbone, then between her breasts.
Erald felt a thrill of excitent as he touched her, his fingertips trailing across her skin. She shivered, her whole body trembling.
"You like that?" he whispered.
Erald humd, the sound vibrating through her mouth and against his cock.
"Fvcckk," Ares swore.
He pulled her hair back, exposing her throat. His eyes glittered, and he leaned down, his breath hot on her neck. "I’m going to fuck your pretty little mouth."
Erald nodded, unsure of how to say she wanted him to without actually saying it.
Ares growled, his hand holding her face in place, while his hips thrust forward, pushing himself deeper into her mouth.
Her hands went to his hips, and she held him steady.
"You’re so perfect, my little wolf," he muttered in a strained voice. "So fucking beautiful."
Erald moaned, and Ares growled in response.
"So beautiful," he repeated. "My Erald."
His hips jerked forward, thrusting harder and faster in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Erald’s hands gripped his thighs, and she took him eagerly, while trying to maintain her breathing.
"Shit," he groaned, his fingers tightening on her hair.
Erald could feel him losing control. She pulled back, letting him slide out of her mouth.
Ares gasped, his hand falling from her hair, landing on her shoulder.
She looked up, smiling at him as she wrapped her fingers around his length and continued pleasuring him by stroking his shaft.
"Gods," he breathed, his breathing uneven.
He was close.
Erald watched him, her gaze fixed on his face, taking in his expression.
He was beautiful like this.
His head was thrown back, his eyes shut tightly, his lips parted. He was breathing hard, his muscles rippling beneath his skin. She loved how, despite the legends’ depiction of him as ancient, powerful, and mighty, he was just a man to her... her man.
Ares opened his eyes, looking at her with a heated stare. "I’m gonna co," he growled.
Erald felt her pussy clench. The thought of him coming in her mouth sent a rush of heat through her core.
She squeezed her legs together, rubbing them against each other to ease the throbbing sensation between her thighs.
Ares noticed, his nostrils flaring, a smile playing on his lips. "You want to co in your mouth?" he asked, reading her mind.
Erald nodded.
"Say it."
"Yes," she whispered.
"Co on then," he muttered, his grip on her hair tightening. "Open wide."
Erald did as he told her, her mouth opening, taking his entire length.
Ares moaned, his hips jerking, his cock twitching.
He was close, very close.
Erald tightened her grip, stroking him harder and faster, sucking him harder and faster, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock.
She knew he was on the verge of losing control, his entire body trembling.
But it was she who shattered first.
As soon as the first drops hit her tongue, her body tensed, her vision blurred, and her entire body spasd, her core pulsing with an intensity she’d never experienced.
Her climax washed over her, taking her breath away.
"FUCK!"
Ares roared, his body arching, his hips thrusting forward, burying his length deep inside her mouth.
He ca hard, spurting thick, hot cum down her throat.
Erald drank him in, swallowing everything he had to offer, her mouth full, her lips wrapped tight around him.
Ares grunted, his grip on her hair relaxing as he finally relaxed, his breathing slowing down.
He opened his eyes and looked down at her, a smile playing on his lips. "Well, little wolf," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. "You handled that pretty well."
She looked up at him, blinking slowly, her eyes heavy-lidded.
"You look beautiful like this," he whispered, tracing his finger across her jaw.
Erald smiled, a soft blush colouring her cheeks.
Ares cupped her chin, tilting her head up. "Thank you," he murmured, leaning down and kissing her forehead. "You were amazing."
"You too," she replied in a hoarse voice.
Ares smirked, running his thumb across her lower lip, saring his seed all over her skin.
"You taste good," she said, her gaze dropping back to his cock, which was still semi-hard.
"Glad you enjoyed yourself," Ares replied, a hint of amusent in his tone. "But we’re not done yet. Not by a long shot."
Erald blushed, biting her lip. "So what next, Rogue King?" she murmured, calling him by his title, which she had ditched ever since learning his real na.
Ares grinned, leaning down and claiming her lips in a kiss.
He pulled away, his gaze raking over her body. He didn’t say a word as he lifted her naked form up in a single motion, like she weighed nothing at all.
"I want you to fill you up, little wolf," he growled, carrying her towards the bedroom.
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