CHAPTER 138: NOT DONE YET...

"Please, Ares," she begged, her voice barely a whisper, trembling with desperation.

"Please what, Em?" His tone was low and taunting, the smug curve of his mouth making her want to both claw at him and give in all at once.

His thumb never faltered, stroking her with an agonising slowness that made her shudder. The lazy circles only stoked the fire higher, building a need so sharp it hurt.

Emerald groaned in frustration, her hips bucking helplessly against his hand, trying to force more from him, trying to force him to break that maddening control.

Every brush of his skin against hers sent sparks rushing through her, her body twisting and arching, chasing what he refused to give.

Her nails bit into his shoulders, dragging across muscle that flexed beneath her touch, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She didn’t care if she sounded shameless, didn’t care if she was begging like she’d never begged before.

"Please," she panted, her voice cracking, her thighs trembling as she clung to him. "Please, fuck me."

Ares smirked.

He dipped down and pressed his mouth to hers in a quick kiss.

"Take it easy, little wolf," he murmured against her lips. "Sexing you just like that won’t be enough to calm your heat. You’ll need a lot more than that, and I’m more than happy to help you with that. In fact, I’m the only one who can."

Emerald’s breath hitched, her eyes widening. "What? But... how?"

Ares didn’t answer her.

He just smirked again, and his eyes seemed to hint at something he didn’t say. He moved off her and helped her strip the rest of her clothes, the thin fabric easily peeled from her heated skin.

When she was finally completely naked, he lowered his head and kissed her, his lips hot and demanding.

Emerald moaned and pressed her body against his, her nipples rubbing against his smooth chest.

She could feel the bulge in his pants, his erection straining against the fabric, and she couldn’t help but reach down and grab his cock.

He grunted, his hips jerking.

"Easy," he growled, his hands gripping her thighs, spreading them.

Her pussy clenched in anticipation, her core throbbing with need. She could feel herself getting wetter, her arousal coating her thighs.

He moved closer, his hips nudging her legs apart.

She swallowed, her heart racing. "Ares, do something... anything... fvccck."

Ares smiled, his lips curling against her neck. "Oh, don’t worry, sweetheart, I plan to. Now, let’s start with some nice and easy fingering, shall we?"

Emerald didn’t respond, too far gone to speak.

"Spread your legs for me."

She did as he said, her breath coming in short gasps.

He moved between her legs, his fingers gliding up and down her slit, the light touch driving her mad.

She cried out, her body arching into his touch, begging for more.

"That’s right," he murmured. "Let me hear you."

He pressed his lips to her neck, his teeth scraping her skin where his mate mark lay proudly. The sensation was like nothing she’d ever felt before, and it sent a bolt of electricity through her, making her toes curl.

"Ares," she gasped, her hips bucking against his hand.

"You’re already so close, Em," he murmured. "So close. Come for me."

"Ares, please!" she cried, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Yes," he breathed. "Yes, Em."

"Come on, baby. Let go."

And she did. Her orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave, washing away everything else, her body writhing and shuddering.

When it finally subsided, she collapsed back on the bed, gasping for breath, her body tingling all over.

Ares leaned down and kissed her, his lips moving slowly and softly, making her melt.

"See," he murmured. "Told you I’d make you feel good."

Emerald’s eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him, her heart skipping a beat.

He was smiling down at her, his gaze filled with something that looked a lot like affection.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice hoarse.

"My pleasure," he said, the corner of his lips curling up.

He kissed her again, and Emerald felt herself relaxing into him, her body and wolf finally satisfied... at least to an extent.

"We’re not done yet, though," he murmured.

"We’re not?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Nope," he said, his hands moving to her waist, pulling her close. "You are still tense. Meaning you are going to need more than one orgasm to feel better."

Emerald’s eyes widened, her heart skipping a beat. "Really?" she asked, her voice breathless.

"Except you want to wake up tomorrow morning feeling more in need than you are now," Ares whispered.

"You can’t," Emerald protested, her eyes fluttering shut as he trailed kisses down her neck.

"Watch me."

His fingers slid through her folds, teasing her clit, and she gasped, her hips bucking.

He chuckled, the sound low and dark.

"Just give in," he murmured, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Let me take care of you."

Emerald bit her lip, her chest rising and falling rapidly. At this point, she was willing to do anything, as long as it meant her wolf would finally stop clawing at her.

"Less talking and more doing," she breathed.

"As you wish, my mate."

Ares moved back between her legs, his fingers gliding through her slick folds.

Emerald shuddered, her hands gripping the sheets, her toes curling.

"Look at me," he murmured.

Emerald opened her eyes, meeting his gaze.

He watched her intently, his eyes dark with lust. "I want you to look at me while I pleasure you," he growled.

Emerald’s eyes widened, her heart racing.

"Please, Ares," she begged. "Fuck me, please."

"No, I won’t... my finger would do the trick, and besides, you are still in heat"

Emerald whimpered, her body trembling.

"But, Em, I can make you come again if you’d like, and that might help."

Emerald bit her bottom lip, her cheeks flushing. "Y-yes," she breathed.

Ares’ lips curled up into a wicked grin, and he dipped down and pressed his mouth to her, his tongue sliding along her folds.