Sovereign

Another Lover

Ares Pov

I had to exercise the same amount of self control with the lamia king as I did whenever I met my father and that is a lot of self control. I was well aware that Ross and he were close but I never thought to ask how close and a few days ago that answer presented itself. I had kept my distance from them, simply because their closeness was too painful for me to watch. I didn't go unnoticed though as Anthony had confronted me about it multiples times and my answer was always the same.

I walked aimlessly through the one of the palace gardens trying to clear my head when the unmistakable sound of her laugh filled my ears. Against my better judgement I followed the sound, immediately wishing I hadn't because she was in his arms while he playfully planted kiss after kiss on her neck. My heart clenched in pain as I turned away.

I wanted that to be me, should've been me but what could I do? Nothing. I was cursed to be a lone soul.

I stayed in my room for the rest of day, which was not out of the ordinary ever since Luc came along and part of me was saddened that Ross hadn't come to see why I was so out of it once. Maybe the only thing between us was just sexual tension and I had mistaken it for more, as I always did.

Finally, after my third bottle of whiskey I started feeling the effects of it. Alcohol was the only thing keeping me sane at this point.

"Never pegged you for an alcoholic, Mr prim and proper." Her singsong voice soothed the ache in my heart immediately but I didn't turn to face her, there was no telling what I could say or do with all the liquid courage coursing through me.

"What do you want your majesty? You've clung to Luc's side for so long I thought I had been completely forgotten." I couldn't hide the emotion in my voice and that left me feeling utterly pathetic. Footsteps echoed through the room as she walked to me, her scent cocooning me and finally putting me at ease. Gods, I really was pathetic.

Rossiya stood in front of me but I didn't look up, I couldn't. "Ares, that's not fair."

I scoffed, "apologies your majesty."

Her hand touched my cheek and sparks erupted all over me, her gasp told me that she felt it too. After that, all rational thought left me. "Tell me my queen, do you feel for me the things I feel for you?"

I stood to my full height, not missing the spike in her heartbeat; the swirl of lust in her eyes was poorly hidden. Taking her chin between my fingers and forcing her to look up a little more I stepped closer; so much so that our chests were almost touching. "You've been playing house with the Lamia king for the last few days Queen, but can you look at me and tell me you feel nothing for me, that this whole time you've felt nothing?"

Ross swallowed hard but didn't make a move to get out of my grasp. Instead her eyes darted back and forth between my eyes and lips while her erratic heart drummed against her ribcage. But that wasn't what set me off, oh no.

It was the sweet smelling scent of her arousal that made me forget myself and before either of us knew what we were doing, our lips were made contact and her moan escaped into my mouth. The feeling was everything I had imagined and more; my hands snaked around her waist so I could pull her closer than she already was.

Rossiya ran her tongue on my bottom lip and bit down on it, drawing blood. I groaned as I my raging hard on made it's presence known. She sucked on my lip before slipping her tongue in my mouth and pulling on my hair painfully but I was all for it. She was aggressive and I was loving every second of it.

I was so entirely consumed by her that it took me a moment to notice I had been ripped off of her and was now flat on my ass. The lust filled haze left my mind and Lucellion's angry gaze was locked on me.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing with my mate?"
Before either of us could answer, my head snapped to the side and the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had a mean right hook, I'll admit.

"You think just because you were there when I couldn't be that it gives you some claim over your queen, my mate?" His voice held a chill that could've made anyone shrink back in fear but I wasn't just anyone.

Staring into Lucellion's furious red eyes covered in dark veins, all I could do was smile. "Hard for you to accept she wants me just like she want you? Perhaps even more." He raised his fist again but stopped mid air when Ross called his name. Luc stood up to face her.

"Guess the rumors are true, fae are never really satisfied with just one partner." Rossiya visibly flinched as if she had been burnt and a broken expression took over her features.

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