The Eyes Of The Beast

Good Morning

Suddenly a piercing stream of sunlight exploded in my face, blinded by its brightness. I groggily tried to get up from my bed when I felt a strong wooden plank across my stomach. I tried to pry my eyes open, adjusting to the bedroom light. Slowly my vision became clear and I noticed a semi naked man on my bed, with his legs on top of me. Oh Goddess, Ares had slept in my bedroom, and that too shirtless. I had to bite my cheek from squeeling like a high school teenage girl. I used to be really disgusted when any guy used to touch her, even in a friendly way, but there was something about him that made me feel so secure.

Is it even humanely possible that this man could look cute and sexy at the same time. He looks like a really innocent GQ model when he is sleeping and I get to look like Gollum having a bad hair day. I was having an Edward Cullen moment here, staring creepily at my him while he is sleeping. He looked so innocent and carefree with his long eyelashes which rested on his cheek. His face devoid of any anger, just looking so peaceful.

Good morning? No such thing. But maybe I will change my opinion if I get to see this every morning. I tried to squirm away from his deathly grip which just resulted in him pulling me even closer. Great, now I was on top of him and my modesty was barely covered by one flimsy shirt and shorts and I could definitely feel something hard against my thigh.

Soon he realised what was happening and slowly blinked at me. He slightly shifted and with a small groan he blinked away his sleep. I desperately tried to fix my stupid face before he went running for the hills. His eyes finally opened and he looked down at me. He flipped me over and slowly leaned in. His lips were dangerously close and I could feel his hot breath fanning my face with a huge smirk on his face. Oh I see, he wants to see who will give in first, well then two can play at this game Mr Alpha.

I gripped his waist and grinded my hips against him. I could hear the hitch in his breathing as he let out an animalistic growl.

"Fuck it, you win" he growls. A man's voice when he wakes up doubled with lust is just about the sexiest thing ever.

Before I could start with my mental happy dance and reeling in on my victory, his lips came crashing down sucking on my bottom lip. A rush of heat started in my chest and slowly spread throughout my body as he laced my fingers and pinned my hand against the pillows. His eyes had turned black from lust as he kissed me with so much passion and need like never before.

I could feel wetness down south as his hands cupped my breast, running his fingers gently across my nipples, outside my t-shirt.

"Well I love the fact that you don't wear anything inside." He huskily commented while gently sucking on my neck where my mark was supposed to be. His soft lips gently sucked on my sweet spot as I let out another soft moan, his tongue expertly licking my neck, sending me shivers of pure ecstasy.

But like always, good moments don't last forever as I heard a car's honk from the driveway. He growled out loud at the interruption and he covered me up with the blanket before leaving.

Is it ok to point out that he sounded like a caveman whenever he growled and it was incredibly sexy too. He soon picked up his shirt, and made his way to the door with a sour expression. He peaked out his head from the bedroom door before leaving and whispered,

"Good morning."

A good morning indeed.

A.N: Hey you lovelies, hope you enjoy this chapter! Enjoy your week ! :)