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‘Controlling bastard,’ she muttered.

‘That’s exactly right.’

‘You’ll pay.’

‘Looking forward to taking it from you later, but right now it’s my turn.’ He silenced her with his mouth.

She writhed, levering herself to rub against him however she could, frantic to cross that finish line. The second he lifted his lips to catch breath she just begged. Again.

He looked down at her for a long moment as something like despair shadowed his eyes. ‘I cannot fucking resist you.’

He slid down her body, burying his face and fingers in her.

The scream ripped from her throat as he wrung the most intense orgasm of her life from her. Even then he didn’t ease up. Didn’t release her from the shuddering sensations until she was basically levitating off the bed.

Everything went black. By the time she opened her eyes he was standing beside her. Naked. Cock sheathed and straining.

She moaned, her sex dripping at the sight of him—all the exhaustion of her orgasm instantly replaced by an intense ache. ‘Please, Ares.’

He looked down on her. Anger and satisfaction in his eyes. ‘You want me?’

‘You know I do.’

‘Tell me.’

She had already. So many times. ‘Needy jerk.’

‘For you? Absolutely.’ He moved onto the bed. ‘Tell me how hungry you are for me.’

‘You can feel it for yourself already.’ She was strung out and shaking.

‘I can,’ he grunted. ‘I can taste it. I’m going to tease you to orgasm again and again. I’m going to make you come until you can’t stand it any more and you’re begging me to stop.’ He rose and planted himself over her. ‘And then I’m going to make you come again.’

With unbridled anger and passion he kissed her, dropping his body to press her to the bed.

‘Please,’ she moaned. ‘Please, please, please.’ She rocked her hips desperately, wanting him more than ever.

‘We willendthis,’ he growled ruthlessly.

He really wanted rid of this? Well, so did she.

‘Then hurry up and try,’ she taunted.

His pupils were so blown it looked as if his eyes were black. He plastered over her. Pinning her in place. Bethan breathed in sharply. He was bigger than she remembered and though she was wet and pleasured, he was still...something. She bit back the revelation that it had been so very long. That didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but rightnow.

She saw the strain in his eyes as he stared—watching her reactions—his breath hissing between his clenched teeth as he finally pushed inside her. And that was all it took.

She erupted about him, rocked by another intense release. But he braced—utterly still.

‘This is not going to be over that quickly,’ he roared.

Oh, it was far too late for her. She laughed, exultant in her ecstasy.

‘No?’ She pressed her nails down his spine and into the tight curve of his buttocks.

He stiffened.‘Bethan.’

‘Take me harder.’