War's Love

No Better Place

Being in Ares' arms were warmer than I thought. He was gentle and kind to me though others would disagree he's a heathen.

"Time to go," his voice was soft and I gently held onto him. I felt his heart beating inside his chest and it made me more certain of my feelings for him. We loved each other and a bond was formed between us 4 years ago.

We found ourselves in a lavishly decorated room and he had his hands around my waist. He leaned in his lips falling on mine and I let go of my resistance to stop him. He made me want to play the nice snarky girl and the innocent maiden.

He was being more attentive to the fact four years have passed since we've seen one another, but to me it blended in.

I felt his hand tracing up my spine to the back of my neck. His touch made my skin tingle with excitement. I wanted this since the day I laid my eyes on him.

He pulled away with sullen eyes and just like that the moment went sour. "Is something wrong?" I asked him. He moved a little uncomfortably and I knew something was wrong. He ran his hand through his black hair. He seemed frustrated as a small fire burning dimly in his ocean blue eyes.

When he looked at me, I felt his frustration. It sent me into a fusion of worry and caring for his feelings. "My family wants to meet you," he didn't sound happy about that. "I don't want them to hurt you because of me, Elezana."

I looked back at him and I smiled. He looked surprised. "You'll be there with me, what do I have to fear?"

He finally smiled. He took me in his arms and I felt safe. "I forgot how strong that will of yours is, I love that about you," I blushed in response to him complimenting me with a smile on his face.

He lifted me up in his arms and I was giggling at his masculinity. He was being a cliche, but he was perfect. He made me calm and that was what I loved about him.

He took me into the bed chamber and I wasn't paying it any mind because I only had eyes for him. He set me down on the bed and I felt him leaning in on me. His slightly bronzed skin smooth and soft. He took off his shirt and it made me want to love him more. He was well toned like Rickard and it was like looking at a chiseled statue with well defined abs and pectorals. I felt him kiss me as he slowly slipped off my dress. I felt his touch everywhere. He was only looking into my eyes and I was lost in his ocean blue eyes. Their vibrant glow was even more noticeable. 

He started at my left thigh and laid down a trail of soft kisses up to my neck. I felt his unwillingness to pull away and I wanted more. I felt like my urges were overflowing. I finally laid my hand on the back of his neck and went in for the kiss. He let out a soft slow moan when I let his tongue touch mine. He had me pinned down and I felt him giving me a smile the whole time. We didn't say anything, but he kept going until both of us had nothing between us but bare skin. I had never been with anyone this way, but I wanted to be with him. 

He got me to moan and I laughed a little too. He had that effect on me. He made me smile and I felt his love for me was as strong as mine. 

It was blissful, lustful, and alluring. We didn't stop for hours and it felt like his body never tired like mine. He sure had some libido for being a God. 

When it was done, I felt his arms wrap around me and we laid there next to each other in silence. I was tired, but I fell asleep beside him. There was no better place to be than right next to him. 

I drifted off into a deep sleep and I could still feel his lingering touch all over my body. I dreamed of when we first met on that fateful day on the shoreline. 

He was perfect from head to toe. Slightly bronzed skin, ocean blue eyes, raven black hair , covered in dark garb like a soldier would wear, and his slender jawline outlining his face. When he defended me from the pirates, he was surrounded by a shimmering crimson mist around him. It wasn't my imagination. It was my secret ever since I was six. I had always seen colors around people and red was a rarity among those colors because they meant soulmate, true love. It was like seeing a person's aura and Ares had the most beautiful crimson red I had ever seen. My father had told me my mother could see these colors too and she fell in love with my father the same way. 

When I awoke, Ares was gone. He left a red tulip next to me and I smiled at it. He was kind. I felt like his touch was all I wanted. There was nothing more to the fact I was drawn to his mystique. It was like being a princess in our folklore when I was with him like this. 

Yes, there's no place better than here.

   I know it's a little cliche, but I'm a hopeless romantic. How will Elezana fair when she meets the other gods and what will Ares do? Until next chapter, I hope you enjoyed this. I will write the next chapter soon. Comment or vote on any parts you like. Thank you.