sleep by my side, bear my young, and welcome me with open arms and legs for as long as we draw breath on this planet.”
Jac’s mouth dropped open, she couldn’t help but gape. After the bear my young part Ares might as well have been Charlie Brown’s teacher, because all she heard was waa, wa, wawa, wa. The trembling started with her hands and continued to rise until Jac’s body vibrated like a top. She was pretty sure steam came out her ears.
Of all the antiquated, Neanderthal, bullshit ideas she’d ever heard, this one took the cake.
Jac jumped to her feet. There was no way she would to put up with this crap from him or any other guy. She didn’t care how gorgeous he was. Her vision blurred, as the jungle took on a red haze. Jac clenched her hands into painful fists. She’d thank him and be on her way, obviously he was delusional.
“I appreciate you coming to my rescue, Conan,” she said through gritted teeth.
“My name is Ares.” He shifted, but didn’t attempt to stop her.
“Whatever.” She shrugged, the tiny motion making her tense muscles feel as if they would snap in two. “You’ve got the wrong girl for the job, so I’ll be on my way.”
Jac pivoted and strode into the jungle. She’d made it about ten yards when she slammed into something solid. She looked up and jade eyes flashed, capturing hers. The heat from his body flowed over her, melting her intentions, dissolving all thought from her mind, leaving her with nothing but the physical reaction created by his nearness.
“I need you to step aside,” Jac whispered.
No . Came into her mind, but his lips didn’t move.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
His eyes flashed with what looked like amusement, but he didn’t move.
Jac shrugged. “You leave me no choice.” She raised her hands as if to strike, at the last second she swept her leg out, knocking his out from under him. Two giant hands snaked out, grasping her at the last second, and then they were both falling.
Ares’s back hit the ground a second before Jac landed on top of him. A whoosh of air came rushing from his lungs. Her eyes widened when she felt the thick erection beneath his loincloth. He rolled her beneath him, as she started to rise. Soft ferns mashed under her back. Jac could feel the delicate leaves tickle the skin of her arms, stroking like tiny fingers.
She began to struggle, pushing against his heavy bulk, partly out of fear of Ares—but mostly she was afraid of her own reaction. Her skin heated as her body registered his weight. Jac fought like a wildcat. He held her down with little to no effort on his part, until she wore herself out and ceased to fight.
Her lungs heaved, with each breath her nipples scrapped against his muscled chest through her't-shirt. All sound stopped but the beating of their hearts. Jac glanced to his savage mouth and renewed heat flooded her system. Her tongue darted out. It was all the encouragement Ares needed. His mouth came down on hers, punishing, hungry, desperate. He licked her upper lip, following the outline of her mouth, then switched to nibbling the bottom one, until Jac moaned. He swooped inside her dark recesses, deepening the embrace. Like a half starved animal, he fed from her.
His tongue swirled, tasted, devoured her until Jac couldn’t tell where he ended and she began. Her body came alive as every nerve ending fired at once. Jac’s hips started moving of their own volition, grinding against his hard length, searching. She was aflame. Her movements seem to drive Ares harder. Soon his actions mirrored her own. He thrust against her, his hips pistoning. His hand closed over her breast and kneaded. Jac cried out, her pussy flooding with moisture.
She tugged at his loincloth like an animal in heat, scratching his skin, running her nails down his back. “I want you so bad,” she heard herself say.
Ares growled and sat up, taking her with him. His eyes smoldered, tumultuous emotions swam in their green depths. He
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