CHAPTER 132: WHAT YOU’VE BEEN MISSING...

Emerald’s hips strained upward, seeking the heat of his mouth, but his hands shifted, holding her firmly against the bed.

His fingertips traced along her inner thigh, drawing a shiver from her, before slipping under the edge of her skirt.

Every touch was gentle and light, teasing her and building up a maddening anticipation in her.

He took his time, slowly pushing the fabric up until his thumb brushed the edge of her panties.

Her hips rose again, and this time, his hands followed, helping her out of her black panties. Ares brought the thin fabric to his face, taking a long, indulgent inhale.

His eyes darkened at the scent of her arousal.

He let the scrap of cloth slip from his fingers, and then his palms slid down her thighs, hooking under her knees and drawing them over his shoulders.

Emerald couldn’t help the tiny gasp that escaped her lips, or the way her thighs trembled as his hot breath fanned over the sensitive skin there.

He stared at her for a moment, and the intensity of his gaze made her whole body flush.

She could hear the amusement in his voice as he asked. "Do you want something, little wolf?"

"Just shut up and get to it."

"Just be patient," he said, his warm breath brushing against her.

Before she could protest, his mouth descended, his tongue tracing along her folds. Emerald sucked in a breath, her back arching involuntarily. Ares’ fingers dug into her thighs, keeping her in place as his tongue slid over her again, more firmly this time.

Her eyes fluttered closed, her head falling back against the bed. Every stroke of his tongue sent a shiver through her, building the ache inside her until her body felt coiled with tension.

She was so wrapped up in the sensation that she didn’t notice when he paused, but she definitely noticed when he started to suck.

She jerked against his hold, a cry tearing from her throat.

Her whole body clenched, the pleasure diverging from her clit to all over her body and then converging right back there.

The sound that came out of her was somewhere between a gasp and a moan, a broken sound that echoed through her room.

Ares didn’t let up, his tongue working over her mercilessly, the rhythmic suction pulling a fresh wave of pleasure from her.

Her fingers twisted in the sheets, her hips straining against his hands, but he didn’t relent, holding her pinned beneath him as her whole body shuddered in building pleasure.

"Yesss..." her hand found his head, guiding him to exactly where she needed him, his tongue pressing harder against her clit as he lapped at her.

Emerald couldn’t catch her breath.

It was impossible to focus, to think. Her mind was blank; her senses were focused only on the feel of his mouth on her.

His fingers dug into her hips, holding her still as he pressed his tongue flat against her; the friction and pressure were exactly what she needed.

The tension building in her snapped, a cry breaking from her throat as her climax rolled through her. Her body arched, her thighs tensing against his shoulders.

For a moment, everything was bright and sharp and overwhelming, the feeling pulsing through her until she couldn’t take it anymore.

She tried to move away, but Ares didn’t let go. His mouth followed her until she was shaking and gasping for breath.

He pulled away slowly, the brush of his tongue against her too sensitive skin sending a shudder through her.

Emerald’s body sagged back against the mattress, her pulse pounding in her ears.

Ares let out a low laugh, his lips trailing over the inside of her thigh. "Was that what you were missing?"

Her brain was too scrambled to come up with a smart retort.

But the longer he lingered there, his mouth moving in slow, deliberate patterns, the more aware she became of the throbbing between her thighs.

Emerald pulled him up, her hands reaching for the waistband of his pants.

"I see you’re still hungry," he observed, his lips brushing against her jaw.

She could feel his erection through the fabric of his pants, the hard length of him pressing against her. Ares helped her out, coming out of his pants and boxers in an instant.

Emerald did the same, and in a few more seconds, they were both naked.

With his weight over her, her skin against his, the need to have him inside her grew stronger. As if he could read her thoughts, his mouth found hers, and they kissed each other... hard.

Her hands trailed down his sides, sliding over the ridges of his abs to the hard muscle of his hips.

She could feel him straining, the heat and weight of his cock pressed against her, and she wanted nothing more than to have him inside her, filling her.

"Please," she whispered, her body aching for him.

"As you wish." He gave her a wicked smile before sliding his hand under her hips, lifting her and angling his hips against her.

She held her breath, the anticipation building until she felt the first delicious pressure. She could feel the thickness of him as he pressed forward, sliding into her slowly.

"Ohh... fvccckkk," she moaned, suddenly remembering how big he was.

His hips moved in shallow, measured strokes, letting her adjust to his size, and soon her body relaxed.

She arched into him, meeting each thrust, her legs wrapping around his waist as she drew him in deeper.

The fullness was exquisite, his length stretching her, making her body tremble.

"Fuck, Em." Ares’ voice was low, almost a growl, and it sent a thrill through her.

"Keep going," she panted, her hands gripping his shoulders.

He picked up the pace, his cock driving into her, filling her over and over. Her body tightened, the pressure building with every stroke.

His breathing was harsh, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm. "Come for me, little wolf," he rasped, his teeth nipping at her earlobe.

The command sent a shiver through her, his deep voice filling her mind, her body, the sound of it alone almost enough to push her over the edge.

She was so close, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter until she couldn’t take it any longer.

"Yes!" she cried, her body clenching around him as her climax swept over her.

His hips rocked into her, drawing out her orgasm until she was trembling and gasping for breath.

Only when he knew that she was fully satisfied did he let himself go. His movements became less controlled, more erratic, and his breathing ragged.

Emerald could feel him pulsing inside her, the warmth spreading through her as he came.

He groaned, his head dropping against her shoulder, and for a moment, all she could hear was the pounding of their hearts, the rush of their breaths.

Slowly, her body began to relax, the aftershocks rippling through her.

"God, that was good." Ares kissed her forehead before rolling off her.

She couldn’t help but giggle. "What happened to the Rogue King? I thought he was all-powerful."

"I am," Ares replied. "I just like hearing you call my name."

"Is that so?" she teased, leaning over to kiss him.

"Mmhmm." He smiled, his hand resting on the curve of her hip.