Page 57 of Absolved In Death

“You didn’t want to seem pushy,” I finished his thought for him.Benefits of having a soulbond.

“Yeah. And then after Ares pulled his birth control nonsense, I definitely didn’t tell you about it. I want you to make that particular decision in your own time, and whether or not you want kids, I’ll always be here for you.”

“I do want kids, but I won’t bring them into this world until I know Red is dead and gone. They shouldn’t have to watch their backs and worry about threats. I will always make sure they’re safe.”

He nodded in agreement as he rubbed his hands up and down my thigh. “You’re beautiful, do you know that? I’m really tempted to pull an Ares and say something corny likeLet’s get some baby making practice in, Little Goddess. I wanna get it just right when I fuck a baby into you.”

Holy cosmos and ground beneath, that was anawfulimpression. I busted out laughing so hard I started snorting. “Your Greek accent is awful.”

“Oh, like you can do a better impression,” he challenged me, tickling my sides.

I closed my eyes, morphing into Ares. I made sure to don a speedo, so all his muscles and chest hair were on display. As my body rearranged itself, the couch sank beneath me, and I silently thanked Mal for magically reinforcing all of our furniture when we moved in weeks ago.

Jumping up from the couch, I said in a decent Greek accent, “I am Ares, God of War and Personification of Chaos. I shall slay my enemies and paint the world red with their blood. Then I’ll get victory tacos before splitting my Little Goddess’ taco with my giant ridged dick!”

“Fo fuck’s sake, that was good,” Zaz laughed as I flexed my muscles. “For real though, his dick is a monster. RIP your Taco.”

“It seems to be doing just fine to me, despite the train I wasn’t invited to,” Ares said as he came into the living room. “Diana’s impression was better though.”

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you that eavesdropping is rude?” I asked him, as him. And in my impression of his voice. It was a mindfuck, but a fun one.

“Not when it comes to you. Everything you do and say is my business, LG. I always have an eye and ear on you,” he replied, smiling at himself. He walked around me, looking me up and down. “I’m so fucking hot. Can I fuck you like this?”

“How did I know he was going to ask that?” Zaz sighed.

“Maybe if you’re good, but not tonight. My pussy literally aches.” I kept it vague, because I didn’t want to take it off the table. But my body was closed for service tonight. And maybe tomorrow. I needed a break.

“On that note, let’s go to sleep. I’ll do a warm compress for you. We have a busy day tomorrow,” Zaz said, picking me up bridal style.

Goodnight, love you,Ares linked me as he kissed me on the cheek. He gave Zaz his own kiss, then slapped his ass before going back to his room.

18

MAL

We honored Diana’s request, letting her sleep in after the training session last night. Bash had organized for breakfast to be brought to our apartment so we could relax before morning drills.

I was the last guy to rise, because a face this handsome didn’t happen without a good deal of beauty sleep. After taking a shower, I took my time going through my self-care routine and getting dressed. I wasn’t a huge fan of the uniform at first, but now I appreciated the simplicity of wearing the same outfit every day. It made getting ready so much easier.

When I finally emerged, The rest of the guys were gathered around the kitchen table with disgruntled expressions. Ares fists white knuckled the table, and Bash’s horns and tail were shifted. Desmond looked like he wanted to murder someone, which meant he let go of his legendary control. Obviously, I missed something.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

Desmond moved from in front of the table, revealing a cake box on the table. I looked inside, and saw a butt-cake. Literally, itwas a cake shaped like a bare ass, asscrack included, with a huge bite mark in it. An animal bite mark.

Bash handed me a note, and a bubble message. The message showed me a point-of-view reel from Feta when he sank his teeth in Bash’s asscheek last night. Bash’s screams and cursing were loud and clear. He was wailing like a little old lady who’s arts and crafts store ran out of her favorite yarn. When we finally pried Feta off Bash, he ran for a bit, then faded to his doggy bed in our apartment.

Holding my laughter in was impossible. I tried, but trying to hold it in only made it worse.

“Read the note,” Ares growled.

Hey guys,

FYI, I have POV cams on Feta and the dino-trio’s collars, for liability reasons. Sorry about your ass, Sebastian, but this video made Judas and I bust a gut. Thank fuck we’re both immortal. I’m sure the troops will find it just as entertaining.

Get well soon,

—Q.

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