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Ares

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

"You have no idea what you're asking of me. I gave you room to grow, but you're still too young for me."

"What do you mean by ‘gave me room to grow’?”

"I've never been far from you."

She swallows hard, and I think she finally understands the extent of my obsession. "I don't want another man. It can never be anyone else."

I hold her head, my hand in a tight grip on the back of her neck. "I will take everything from you."

"Do it, Ares. I want to be yours."

"Fuck!"

There's passion and fury when I kiss her now.

The agony of waiting.

Hunger.

Forced containment.

I walk Serenity out of the apartment.

"Where are we going?" she asks against my lips.

"To my house. You want to dive into my world? Let's do it right."

The only time there is any distance between us is when I open the door.

As soon as I close it behind us, after I enter with her in my arms, I take her mouth again.

In the bedroom, I stand her up, pressing her against the wall, but the height difference between us makes it impossible. Impatient, starving, I get rid of my suit blazer and dress shirt. I know I lose some buttons along the way. I throw them both at our feet and advance towards her.

Serenity is watching me with her chest heaving.

"You will never run away from me again," I repeat.

"I like being hunted. I like everything about you, and maybe I'm crazy for feeling this way."

I pick her up and hold her between my body and the wall, making her tilt her head back. "You shouldn't tell me those things, Serenity. I want to devour you whole."

I take turns kissing her mouth and her neck. The caresses are urgent, greedy, where teeth and tongue want to taste, suck, bite, mark.

Yes, I want my mark on her. I like seeing the smooth skin on her neck with soft welts from my beard.

She looks at me with doll eyes only partially open, clouded with passion.

Holding her neck with both hands, I force myself to go easier on my virgin. I slide my fingers over her shoulder, lowering one strap of her dress. I bite her there, where it meets with her neck, leaving another clue in her flesh that she is mine.

I undo the buttons as my mouth searches hers again. When I complete the task, Serenity takes my hands and I stop, waiting.

"Tell me you don't want this," I say.

"I've never wanted something so much, but I'm scared."

"I won't hurt you."

I discard her dress on the floor and lean down to kiss her breasts softly. I suck slowly, deliciously, until she is moaning against me.

I kneel down, and when I look up, Serenity looks like a goddess, half naked, sweet, waiting to be taken. An angel offering herself to the sinner.

She is so small that even as I kneel at her feet, my mouth is at the level of her abdomen. I hold her panties by the waistband and slowly remove them.

"Support your back against the wall and lean your hips forward, baby."

She complies, but I can see she is embarrassed. From this angle, she puts her pussy practically in my face, like a delicious feast.

I touch her clit with my thumb, and with two fingers, I tease the entrance to her sex.

She tries to put her hand in my hair, but I stop her.

"No. Spread them on the wall. Feel, without touching. Just receive."

Opening her for me with my thumbs, I lick her pussy while looking at her. She closes her eyes, her head falls back, and her little teeth bite her lower lip as if to hold back a cry of lust.

I suck her pussy because I'm addicted to the taste of it, the feeling of honey dripping down my chin when she gives me her first orgasm.

I stand up and brush her cheek with the back of my hand. "Open your mouth for me, Serenity." I hover the two fingers with which I penetrated her sex in front of her lips. "Suck."

"I don't . . ."

"Follow your instinct."

Her breathing is ragged, panting, but even though she is shy, she does what I ask. Her tongue slips out of her mouth, licking lightly.

"Suck it, baby and I'll teach you how to do the same with my dick. I'm dying to see that delicious mouth around me."

She parts her lips and takes more, tasting herself on my fingertips.

Before long, I am the one bewitched, trapped in the sweet seduction of my dancer.

I pick her up and take her to bed. I lay her down on the edge, but I remain standing, watching her. I remove the rest of my clothes, and she looks away.

"You don't have to feel ashamed of anything that happens between the two of us."

She nods, her cheeks red, but she props herself up on her elbows, staring at me. She tries to hide her astonishment when she sees my hard cock, pointing upwards, and if I weren't so horny, I could smile at her innocence.

I approach the bed, and Serenity tries to close her thighs, but I hold each of her feet, keeping her legs apart.

I climb onto her torso, taking care to keep one leg on each side.

I take her hand and wrap it around my cock. "Touch me."

I teach her how to rub me; the softness of her small hand, her insecurity and clumsiness, all increase my madness.

I lie on my back on the bed and pull her on top of me, inverted, her sex over my mouth, her face aligned with my cock.

"Taste me. Follow your instinct. Suck, lick."

I don't wait for her to make up her mind; I pull her hips towards my face, devouring her luscious interior, sticking my tongue deep into her virgin walls.

When I close my lips on her clit, she bends down, following her instinct and licking the swollen head of my cock.

When she sucks out the pre-cum, I almost yell with excitement at the feeling of her hot little mouth on me.

She comes for the second time, and I drink it all up, licking her sex, thirsty for every drop of her pleasure.

I turn her body around and sit up, looking at her head between my thighs.

It's fucking erotic to watch her learn to take me, and even though she doesn't know exactly what she's doing, the excitement that awakens in me is more intense than if she were an expert sucking me.

I rest one hand on top of her head, grabbing her hair, and with the other, I caress her nipple. "Swallow as much as you can, love. Relax that delicious little mouth and let me in."

She takes more and more, and when she feels comfortable, she goes a little farther, but she chokes. She looks at me with watery eyes from the effort, and I know I need to stop or I'm going to come in her mouth.

Serenity doesn't even need to suck me to make me crazy; she only has to keep looking at me with that mixture of devil and angel in her small body and in no time, I would be lost.

I try to pull her towards me, but surprising me, she continues sucking me deeper and deeper.

I want to fill her mouth with my seed, but much more than that, I want to bury myself in her pussy, take her innocence, make her mine.

I pull her onto my lap, forcing her to just kneel.

The tip of my cock brushes her entrance, and she moves over me, causing delicious friction.

She is uninhibited in her pleasure now.

We are male and female. No rules to stop us, no world, future, or sin.

I bite her ear, pulling the lobe between my teeth, and she digs her nails into my shoulders, excited.

I massage her clit while she satisfies herself by rubbing the entrance to her pussy against the tip of my shaft.

"I'm going to make you come like this. I can't fuck you without a condom, but I need to feel you coming with me inside you."

She is ultra-sensitive, eager, naughty, and rests her hands on my shoulders to be able to move better.

I take a nipple in my mouth, and when I scratch it with my teeth, very lightly, she comes, whispering my name and swearing that she's mine.