CHAPTER 115: EVERYWHERE...

The kiss wasn’t gentle.

Ares’ mouth crashed into hers in a demanding and fierce manner. Her hands dug into his back as the kiss deepened, and his body pressed into hers. She could taste the heat of his hunger and the raw lust simmering beneath the surface.

His lips claimed hers like he was done holding back, like he finally let the leash slip.

Emerald moaned softly into his mouth, her body reacting faster than her mind.

Her hands gripped his bare shoulders, sliding over the damp heat of his skin. Every part of him was hard and hot, from the muscle under her palms to the pressure of his chest against hers.

Ares pushed her back against the table, his body moving in a rough and commanding way. She could sense his wolf, dark and feral, and she could feel the urgency of the bond between them.

She wanted him.

Her body ached for his touch.

Her lips parted, allowing him to kiss her deeper. His tongue slid against hers, making her shiver with need.

There was no gentleness in him, no mercy. It was raw, hungry, and intense.

She responded with a matching hunger of her own.

His hand moved to the back of her neck, fingers twisting into her hair. Then, he suddenly broke the kiss, his grip tightening on her scalp as he tugged her head back, exposing her throat.

He kissed her there, his lips grazing over her sensitive skin.

Then he licked her... slowly on the mate mark he gave her earlier.

The sensation made her moan. Viola shivered inside her, and she felt the bond pulse again, sending sparks through her blood.

Ares nipped her lightly, just enough to make her gasp, and then he moved back, letting go of her hair. His lips found hers again, his tongue tasting hers, drawing another soft moan from her.

Her nails raked down his back, and she pulled him closer, desperate for more contact.

He lifted her onto the table, their lips never breaking contact. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and he slid his hand down the front of her body, moving lower and lower.

When his fingers touched the apex of her thighs, she nearly came apart in his arms. Ares lifted her off the table and moved, pressing her against the wall of the cabin without breaking the kiss. Emerald’s arms remained around his neck, their lips and tongues colliding.

Ares broke away, trailing kisses down the line of her jaw. Her head tilted instinctively, giving him more. He didn’t waste it. His lips burned against her throat as he left a trail of wet heat, making her tremble.

He licked over her pulse point before biting gently, just enough to make her gasp.

"You drive me insane," he whispered against her skin, sounding breathless.

She arched her back, pressing her chest against his.

His mouth moved lower, over the dip of her collarbone, then lower still as he lifted her higher against the wall.

The towel slipped down, revealing her breasts, before falling off completely and leaving her bare before him. He stopped, his eyes locked on her naked form.

His gaze heated. She saw him swallow, the muscles in his throat working as his gaze travelled down.

Her breath caught, and a small sound escaped her as his lips brushed the underside of her breast. Then, he kissed her nipple, and she couldn’t help but gasp.

"You’re so fucking beautiful," he murmured against her skin.

Her body responded, arching toward him. His lips closed around her nipple, and she felt a tug in her lower belly.

He groaned softly, tongue teasing, sucking gently before moving to the other, giving it the same attention. Her fingers threaded into his wet hair, tugging slightly.

He sucked hard, and the sensation shot straight to her core, making her cry out.

"Please," she breathed. "Don’t stop."

She wasn’t entirely clear on what she was asking him not to stop; she just knew that she needed all of him.

His tongue flicked against her nipple before his mouth released her with a pop.

"Do you want me to stop?"

Her eyes met his, wide and dark with heat. "No," she said, breathless. "I want more."

Ares paused for a moment, simply watching her. He took in every detail, every inch, as if he wanted to burn her into memory. Then, his expression shifted, like his control finally snapped.

He claimed her mouth again, rough and hot, pressing her harder against the wall. His hands slid down her sides, gripping her thighs, spreading her wider around his waist.

She could feel the hardness of his arousal pressing against her core, separated only by the thin barrier of his pants.

The pressure made her moan, made her grind against him instinctively. Her body was already begging... wet, trembling, and ready to fall apart.

Ares groaned into her mouth. "You’re so wet," he muttered. "For me."

His hand slipped between them, fingers finding her heat. She gasped, hips jerking as he slid through her slick folds, teasing her clit with slow, deliberate circles.

"You feel that?" he growled. "That’s mine."

Her head dropped back against the wall, eyes fluttering shut. "Then take it."

He growled again, low and possessive. Without warning, he pulled her off the wall and carried her straight back to the table, the same one he’d had her pinned against moments ago.

Her back met the cool surface with a soft thud, and he didn’t waste a second.

Ares dropped to his knees before her.

Emerald gasped as he pulled her closer to the edge, his hands spreading her thighs apart with a slow, deliberate grip. The look in his eyes made her breath catch.

He looked like he was starving and she was the only thing that could satisfy him.

"Ares..."

"Shh," he murmured. "Let me taste you."

His head dipped between her legs before she could even think of a response. Her eyes widened, and her entire body jerked when she felt his tongue slide over her core.

The sensation was overwhelming. She couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything except clutch the edge of the table, gripping hard.

Ares pulled back, inhaling her scent. "Fvcccckkkkk," he muttered.

She flushed, a sudden rush of shyness coursing through her.

Ares seemed to notice her reaction. "So fucking perfect," he murmured, running his hands up and down her thighs. "Look at you. All of this is mine."

"Ares, please..."

"Tell me what you want, my little wolf."

She couldn’t look away.

His dark eyes were fixed on hers, his lips wet with her arousal, his fingers tracing light patterns on her skin.

Emerald swallowed, her throat suddenly feeling dry. "Touch me."

"Where?"

"Everywhere," she whispered.

Ares gave her a half-smile, his fingers sliding back between her thighs. "That can be arranged."

Then his mouth was on her again.

He groaned like she was the best thing he’d ever had in his mouth. And then he did it again. And again. Licking her slowly at first, then faster.

Her hips bucked.

His hands locked her in place, thumbs digging into the crease of her thighs as he buried his face between them.

"Gods," she moaned, tossing her head back. "Ares..."

He didn’t respond. He just moaned low in his throat, and the vibration of it made her cry out.

He licked her like he meant it, not just out of lust, but like he was claiming her, taking her in the most intimate, sinful way.

And when his tongue flicked against her sensitive bud, she saw stars. Her hips arched off the table, desperate for more contact, and Ares held her there, keeping her exactly where he wanted her.

His mouth worked her in a skilled, rhythmic motion, alternating between licking and sucking, and she was falling apart before she could catch her breath.

She writhed on the table, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. He made a noise in the back of his throat, his mouth still moving against her.

His tongue dived into her wet tunnel, and she nearly screamed. The rain was still pouring outside, beating down on the cabin roof, and his tongue was deep inside her.

She felt his stubble scratching against her sensitive skin, making her moan, and the roughness of it was enough to send her teetering on the brink. Her entire body te,nsed and she knew it was only a matter of time before she broke.

"Fuck," she breathed, eyes fluttering shut.

Ares must have noticed, because instead of increasing the pace, he slowed down, and pulled away from her throbbing core.

Her eyes flew open, and she glared at him.

Ares, on the other hand, looked amused.

He met her gaze, his eyes darkening. "What did you think, that I’d give you a choice? You’re not coming until I say so."