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10. Ares

"We need to talk," I demanded.

Her three and a half month absence drove me to the point of insanity, and I had to feel her, be near her—breathe the same air as her. I couldn't let this awkwardness separate us. She was my everything, and I wouldn't let her reduce us to nothing.

She gasped, turning to the door to see it was already locked. Fuck, cornering her like this probably wasn't the best move, but I'd take my chances if it got us alone in the same room. I closed the distance between us, hooking my hand under her elbow and hauling her to me. Our chests brushed together before she tried to take a step back. Banding my arms around her, I didn't allow any distance between us. We were going to work this out, here and now. I needed her back—there was no other option for me.

"Ares," she whimpered, her voice exhausted and strained. "Please, stop."

"I need you. Please don't make me go away," I begged her. "You're my Little Goddess, my whole entire world. I know what I did was messed up, but please don't hide from me anymore."

Her whole body glowed a soft gold as she trembled in my arms. She peered up at me with watery blue eyes, and I swiped her tears away with my thumb. Knowing I caused her pain made me feel like shit, but seeing it mar her beautiful face killed me.

She shook my hand away, gazing at the wall behind me. Her hair was longer, the curls brushed into soft waves. Winding my fingers through it, I tilted her head back, so she was forced to look at me—to see me. The man who was so fucking in love with her that he'd burn the entire gods damn world to ash for her. All she had to do was ask, and I'd do anything for her.

"I…I…" she stuttered. "I don't know what to do," she cried. "I love you, but I hate you—I can't even look at you without my heart aching. I can't forget what you did…"

I felt the contraceptive spell she cast around herself, so I couldn't forget either. The truth was, I didn't regret my actions. I worshiped my Little Goddess and wanted to give her everything, including the ultimate gift of all, a piece of us that would live forever. But I did regret how I hurt her, how careless I was with her thoughts and feelings. The deceitful way I treated her was a reflection of the man I worked hard to not be anymore. If penance was what she needed to see the man I truly was, I'd beg and grovel to prove myself.

But I would never let her go.

I leaned down to kiss her soft, pink lips, taking my time to explore her mouth with my tongue, reminding her how it felt to be claimed by me. She tensed at first, then melted into me, fisting my shirt and pulling at it to bring us closer. When we parted, I heard her soft panting and knew I had her where I needed her to be.

"I can work with hate—as long as you still feel something for me—because you better believe I'm burning up for you, Little Goddess." I whispered in her ear before walking her toward the bed and gently pushing her down until she sat on the edge.

Kneeling in front of her, I rubbed her thighs, hiking the skirt of her dress up and revealing her bare skin, thick thighs, and mile long legs. I missed being between them, worshiping her in my favorite way. Resting my chin on her thigh, I peered up at her frowning face, vowing to change it to an expression of ecstasy.

"Ares?" she asked, but I cut her off.

"I'm sorry," I said, kissing her knee. "I'm sorry for being a deceitful monster." I kissed her inner thigh. "I'm sorry for hurting you." I kissed slightly higher, the creamy skin beneath my lips driving me insane. "I'm sorry I drove you away for months."

I parted her thighs more, giving myself enough room that my shoulders fit between them. Pushing her back onto the bed, I inhaled her scent, my mouth watering. I missed you. I licked her clit, taking my first taste of her since she returned.

"Fuck, Little G, you taste so good. I missed you so much," I croon before licking her again, from her clit all the way down. I speared her with my tongue, giving her everything. I had to convince her to give me another chance.

"Oh Gods, Ares" she moaned, grabbing my hair and pulling me closer. "Fuck."

That's right, moan my name while I devour your pussy,I linked her as I continued to lick and suck, feasting like a fucking starved man—and I was. I had gone months without my favorite treat and now I wanted to binge until my ever-present desire for her was sated.

It would be impossible, but I'd try.

I slid two fingers inside her wet perfection and took my time teasing her as I flicked her clit. I wanted her climax to build slowly, until she couldn't take it anymore and let it take her over like a wave crashing against the shore. Her moans got louder, less coherent, turning into keening mewls and gasps. I felt her magic wrap around us and meld with my own. No matter how angry she was at me, she couldn't deny the natural chemistry we had.

"Please, please!" she begged as she pushed my head into her sex.

"Please what? Use your words, Little Goddess. Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you." I added a third finger, taking pride in how wide her eyes went from the stretch. "I can do this all night."

"Make me come," she groaned as her thighs started to quake.

I warmed my fingers and tongue, then sucked down on her clit. Come for me.

Her climax was silent as her body writhed in the bed. I licked her cunt until she rested, tasting her sweetness and promising myself I would never take her for granted again. We lay together in silence for several moments, until she spoke.

"That was…" she trailed off, her eyes unfocused and glassy. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath.

"Amazing? The best you've ever had? So good you'll never leave again? Now you don't have to move out. You can stay here with us and have that every day." I pulled her into my chest and kissed the top of her head.

"Excuse me?" she asked, a hint of question in her voice. "How did you know I was moving?"

"Judas said you requested your own barrack," I told her.

"Yeah, and I'm still going to push for it, Ares. This doesn't change everything between us." She pushed away from me, scooting over and sitting up.

"Yes it does. You said you loved me!" It felt like the world was crashing down around me, and I was a Chicken Little, losing my shit over it. "You can't move out—I'll never see you."

"I do love you. But I want my own space while we all work through our shit—if we can work through it. Maybe moving in with you all so quickly is part of why we ended up here. I never got to date any of you properly and was just shoved into everything so quick?—"

I scooped her into my lap and kissed her to shut her up. Maybe if she didn't say it, it wouldn't come true or if I kissed her hard enough she'd change her mind. She couldn't leave.

Tie her to your bed and don't let her leave,Voice shouted at me.

That's the kind of shit that got us into this mess! I mentally scream back. No matter how appealing tying her up was, I was already on thin ice.

The way she kissed me back as if her life depended on it made me think she wasn't one hundred percent sure about leaving. She threw her leg over me and straddled my lap, running her hands up my bare chest, through my chest hair. I grabbed the fleshy, round globes of her ass and ground her bare pussy onto my hard cock, praying she'd free my cock and put us both out of our misery.

She spooked, pushing me away again and jumping off my lap. "Can we not do this right now? It's bad enough I'll have to see you guys every day until I move out, but I can't let your dick cloud my judgment," she said with a shaky voice as she put her underwear back on properly. "Until I feel like we're all on more solid ground, being in my own place will be easier."

You need to get Judas on your side and nip this ugly ass weed of an idea in the bud before it blooms. Once she's out, she'll never come back, Voice said edgily. He was probably right, though.

I got up and smoothed her dress down. Then I fixed her hair and held her face in my palms. "It sucks, but I get it. You want to take things slow." Saying those words felt so fundamentally wrong that they made me want to vomit, but I'd do and say anything to get my Little Goddess back where she belonged—with the five of us, in our barrack.

"Yes…thank you for understanding, Ares." She gave me a hug, then took a step back.

"I told you, I'm trying to be a better man. You deserve the best version of me." And she did, but the best version of me would be one that lived with her and got to see her every day—fuck and eat that sweet cunt every day.

She crossed her arms under her breasts, glancing at the door and back to me as if she wanted me to leave. I didn't want to leave, but I knew this was a long game.

"I can tell you want some space to process this…" I lifted her into a hug and buried my face into the crook of her neck. She smelled amazing. Taking her hand, I walked to the door, then kissed her knuckles, noticing the ring on her finger. "I'll see you later?"

Even asking to see her made me feel like a complete loser. I lifted my spells and wards, then went back to the living room, where the guys all sat. They immediately asked me what happened, and I shushed them, casting a silencing spell.

"We need to go somewhere private and talk to Judas," I told them.

Bash breathed in deeply, taking in my scent. "You're aroused as fuck and you smell like her…" he murmured, moving in closer and sniffing up the column of my neck. "Fuck, I missed her smell. Her taste."

Yeah, bro, a smell is all you're going to get!Voice hissed. We didn't forget how you tortured our Feathers and still haven't apologized.

That bastard never apologizes, I reminded him. Either way, I wasn't in the mood to give him a taste of her. It was mine. I stepped away from him, much to his disappointment.

"I just linked him that we had an emergency, and he said to meet him in his barrack," Desmond informed us.

We joined hands, then faded into his barrack that was on the other side of the hallway, where most of the Costa Coven's higher ranking members lived. As soon as we arrived, Judas came out of a room in a fluffy red robe and nothing else, immediately casting a silencing spell. He also locked down the exits and waved his hand in front of the room he exited.

"Well, go on. You interrupted something," he snapped.

"Lots of time to fuck later," I reminded him. "You cannot give Diana a barrack. She's hellbent on moving out, even after I ate her pussy, and she wants to have some space to work through our shit—IF we can work it out. If she puts distance between herself and us, we don't stand a chance!"

"Agreed." Desmond raked his fingers through his beard with an anxious expression on his face. "I think space will make this whole process drag out, and we have a war to fight. I don't want her getting hurt because she's distracted with her feelings. Her magic needs to be at its best."

Judas huffed out a breath and sat down in one of his chairs, crossing one leg over the other. He must have been right in the middle of something, because he was buck naked under his robe.

"While I think more than a good pussy licking is needed to mend a broken heart, I can appreciate your concern. I'll talk to Lucifer about it if he presses for it again. Maybe I can lie about a lack of space. Do you have any moral objection, Azazel?"

Judas swung his gaze to Azazel, who silently leaned against the couch with his arms crossed, taking in the conversation. Ever since Diana left, he'd been quiet, relegating himself to the sidelines instead of participating. His whole personality was dull and dreary, and I hated how beaten down he seemed. Feathers deserved to soar to the highest heights, but his guilt was weighing him down.

"No, but I do have a more realistic reason you can't move her into her own space. You have at least one traitor in the coven, and Red's siege highlighted some security breaches in the compound's security system. You don't have the skilled manpower necessary to protect Diana…" he suggested.

"She's his only daughter, play off that. Great idea, Azazel." Mal clapped him on the back.

"Hm, okay. I can work with that. Can I give you all a piece of advice before I kick your asses out and get back to my evening?" Judas leaned forward, placing both his feet on the ground.

"Sure," I said, because at this point I'd do anything to get her back.

"Diana isn't stupid. If I can sense that you five aren't right, she'll feel it too. You all need to act like a unit to fix this, so make sure there's no bad blood between any of you." He gave Bash a pointed look.

"Judas," I heard a familiar, feminine voice call. Angela.

Ooooh, he couldn't get Diana, so he found himself his own Brooklyn princess,Voice excitedly sing-songed.

He could be a petty shit sometimes.

"I'll finish the job alone!" Apollo shouted after her. I wasn't surprised that he was there. My brother was of a singular mind when he found someone, or someones, he wanted. Judas was his type, too—tall, thin with wiry muscles, and smart.

I snickered at him, and the rest of the guys tried to keep their laughter to a minimum…until moaning floated from the room.

"Get the fuck out," he ordered, waving his hand again to unlock the ward on his bedroom. "Now!"

Mal faded us back to the barrack. Diana's magic hung heavily around the space, so we all retreated to a free bedroom and locked it down. I cast a silencing spell, preparing myself to address the elephant in the room.

"So we all know Bash is the problem, what are we going to do about it?"

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