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“Please Ares,” I sound almost delirious. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
He grabs my legs and for a second, I think he’s going to stop, but he doesn’t.
Ares changes the angle, putting my legs together and hoisting them over one of his shoulders.
In this position, my ass is up in the air; the only thing that’s keeping me from sliding off the bed is the grip of his strong hands.
Another thing this position does is to make me feel even fuller.
His hips drive into me over and over, and I can’t take my eyes off of him. The corded muscles in his forearm tense as he holdsmy legs up, and a muscle in his jaw pops as he pushes himself inside me again and again.
His voice almost breaks as he stills, cursing under his breath, his silver eyes intense as his warmth spills into me.
I feel each wave of his orgasm filling me and my body reacts, pulsing with more pleasure.
“Careful.” Ares murmurs when he withdraws from me, taking care to support my weight as he lowers my legs back onto the mattress.
He kneels on the bed, taking me with him in an exhausted heap against his pillows.
“Princess,” his lips glide down the side of my neck, as he rolls us over so that my back is against his chest. “That was… perfect.”
“It was.” I agree with a little yawn.
A chuckle comes from Ares, his breath warm against my skin. “Are you tired, or did I bore you?”
“Tired.” I mumble. “Not bored. I’m just still tingling everywhere, but I can’t keep my eyes open.”
Ares pulls me closer. “Sleep then. We have all day and all night. I’m going to be here when you wake up.”
I do as I’m told. I’ve never felt as warm and safe as I do right now.
Chapter 19
C.A.L
ZARA
Iwake up to soft lips peppering kisses down my spine as I lie face down on Ares’s pillows.
How long was I out? And I hope I didn’t snore or, God forbid, drool.
“You didn’t drool, princess. But you snore like a cute mini lawn mower.”
I turn my head to look at him. Ares has a playful smile on his face. My face lands back on the pillow with a groan as I realize I must have said that out loud.
My hunch is confirmed by the fact that he answers my first question, too. “You were asleep for about forty-five minutes. You’re adorable when you’re asleep.”
“Yeah, a real peach. Who apparently snores like… what did you just compare me to? A lawn mower.”
My stepbrother chuckles. “But I said you were cute.”
I shift slightly to look at him again, but stay on my stomach. I love the feeling of his lips on my back. “And why were you watching me sleep? That’s a little creepy, Ares.”
He moves down the bedsheet that’s covering my lower back to expose more skin to kiss. “I don’t care. Out of my apartmentyou’re Lev’s girlfriend and I have to pretend I don’t find everything about you hot as fuck. But when we’re here, I can look at you as much as I want. I can kiss you and touch you, and I have to make it last until the next time. Besides, today is my birthday and if I want to watch you sleep, I can and you can’t judge me.”
I can’t help but laugh at Ares’s stubborn expression. “Did you just play the birthday boy card?”
He raises his blond eyebrows, the corners of his lips curling up in that barely there smile I find so sexy. “I sure did. Did it work?”
