Chapter 66: Fucking Feral
"Wrap your legs around me."
Ares groaned, his hand catching her waist and lifting her.
Ayla’s wrapped her thighs around his hips, pressing herself against him.
"I can smell you. I can taste you on my tongue."
Ares’ hands found the hem of her dress, and he tore it upward, the fabric ripping in his haste. The cool air hit her bare thighs, but she did not have time to register it before his fingers found her center, sliding through the slick heat that had gathered there.
"You are soaked." His voice was rough. "Were you thinking of me when you got this wet?"
"Do not kid yourself." Ayla responded, breathlessly.
Ares pushed one finger inside her.
"Liar" He murmured, adding another finger, stretching her. "What were you doing before I knocked? I could smell your arousal, Ayla."
She whimpered, the sensation of his fingers massaging her inner walls made stars burst across her vision. Her hands clawed at his shoulders, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
"I was thinking of Cassian" Ayla opened her eyes, smirking at him. "I touched myself to him."
Ares stilled. The possessiveness that flared in his eyes made her clench around his fingers.
"Cassian?"
She nodded, her chest heaving.
Ares chuckled low in his throat. "Then I will just have to fuck you so hard you forget what he feels like."
He pulled his fingers out of her with a wet sound and brought them to his mouth. His eyes held hers as he licked them clean, one by one, groaning at the taste of her then he dropped to his knees.
"Hold onto the wall."
She barely had time to brace her hands against the stone before his mouth was on her.
His tongue found her clit, circling it. Her hands flew to his hair, her fingers tangling in the dark strands. She was not sure if she was trying to push him away or pull him closer.
"Hold still." The command vibrated against her flesh.
She cried out as he latched onto her, sucking and licking, tasting every inch of her.
"Ares..."
"Say my name again, Ayla" He breathed.
"Ares" Ayla whimpered.
Her hips bucked against his mouth as his tongue circled her clit while his fingers massaged the entrance of her pussy, never going in... just going in circles until all she could feel were the tremors ricocheting through her body and down to her curled.
Ares rose to his feet, his eyes wild.
"You are not coming... not until I tell you to." he warned, reaching for his pants.
Ayla’s eyes widened as his cock came into view, the sheer size of him robbed the breath from her lungs.
His hands found her hips, lifting her effortlessly off the ground. Her back scraped against the wall as she wrapped her legs around his waist again, pulling him closer.
The head of his cock pressed against her entrance.
Ayla felt him gathering the wetness leaking from her, coating himself with it before he pushed into her.
She cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he filled her completely. The stretch was exquisite; too much and nearly enough. He was thick and hard and so deep inside her that she could feel him in her throat.
"Fuck... you feel even better than I remember."
He fucked her against the wall like a man possessed, his hips slamming into hers with a force that drove her into the stone with every thrust.
The cold of the wall bit into her back while the heat of him burned against her front, and the contrast sent her spiraling.
His mouth found hers again, swallowing her moans as he drove deeper.
"Harder," she gasped against his lips. "Please..."
He gave her harder.
His hand slid down her thigh, gripping her ass, angling her so that each thrust hit deeper.The sound of their bodies and their grunts of pleasure filled the room.
"I dreamed of this," Ares’ panted. "Every night at the border. I dreamed of burying myself inside you and never coming out."
She clenched around him at his words, and he groaned,
"Say it again," she breathed.
"I dreamed of you, Ayla... only you."
The orgasm hit her like a wave, crashing through her body with a force that made her gasp. Her inner walls clenched around him, pulsing, milking him as he drove into her without stopping.
He held her there against the wall, his forehead pressed to hers, both of them trembling.
"I am not done with you," he murmured.
He pulled out slowly, lowering her until her feet touched the ground. Her legs buckled immediately but he caught her, scooping her into his arms.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
He carried her to the bed.
"You wanted me to show you just how much."
He laid her down on the mattress, following her down.
"I want to watch you this time," he said. "I want to see your face when you come apart for me."
Her heart hammered against her ribs as his hand slid down her side, tracing the curve of her waist.
He hooked his arm under her knee and pushed it up, opening her to him.
"Look at me, Ayla."
She did and he thrust into her in one smooth motion.
His eyes never left hers. He watched every expression that flickered across her face.
"You are so beautiful," he murmured. "Do you know that?"
Ayla shook her head, unable to form words.
He leaned down and kissed her whilst fucking her into the mattress as slow as he could.
"Come for me, Ayla. You know you want to."
Ayla felt her body convulse around him, waves of pleasure rolling through her.
What started as slow and deep became frantic and desperate, then slow again, then rough, then tender.
He flipped her onto her stomach and took her from behind, one hand fisted in her hair, the other gripping her hip so hard she knew there would be bruises.
He turned her onto her side and lifted her leg over his hip, fucking her in that position with a lazy, devastating rhythm that had her coming undone and then he was on top of her again, his weight pressing her into the mattress, his mouth on her throat, his eyes locked on hers.
"Do you feel what I feel?" he asked.
She nodded.
She could feel the bond pulsing between them.
"I am never leaving you again," he said. "I swear it on the Moon."
She reached up and cupped his face, her thumb tracing the scar on his cheek.
"I am holding you to that."
He smiled, leaning into her touch then he lowered his mouth to hers, kissed her softly as he began to move again.