Sir Ares Good Night Novel Novels & Stories

Above me, the slow, methodical click of his lighter cut through the heavy silence of the bedroom. I pushed myself up onto my elbows, my tangled hair falling over my shoulders as I looked up. Ares stood towering over my sprawled form, completely unbothered by the chaos he had just unleashed in my body. He ignited a dark, expensive cigarette, the tiny orange flame throwing the harsh lines of his jaw into sharp relief before he exhaled a thin stream of gray smoke toward the ceiling. His eyes looked down at me with an icy detachment, as if I were nothing more than a broken piece of machinery he had finished testing for the night.

Then stirred awake. “What are you doing? Come back to bed,” he said groggily, reaching for me again. “It’s too early.” “You go back to bed. I need a bath.” He dropped his head and arm, tucking the latter under the pillow as he fell asleep, muttering. Making my way to the batbroom, I nearly jumped out of my skin when I found Ares laying in the bathtub with eyes closed. My heart almost clogged my throat. “Goddess!”

His cock was pressed to my thigh and I held my breath as I felt a jolt of electricity zap towards my womanhood. "Settle down witch I am not going to fuck you here. I know you want my cock but now is really not a good time." Ares says in a hushed tone keeping his eyes behind the rock where there were now visible voices. I gasp outraged. He dare say such vile words to me? "You egoistic mutt. I do not want your dirty cock near me-" "I can smell your arousal and your heart is pounding." He states bluntly while still managing to keep his eyes trained behind the rock.

The humongous woman left with a sarcastic laugh together with her men. Ara felt her life coming down. But she's not going to stay still. She approached the most calm of all girls with her. She saw a yawning girl who's casually going to go back to sleep in her bed as if she's done this before. "Hey, can I ask you?" "Argh, same old shit," the girl probably a few years younger than Ara mumbled. "What the hell do you need?" Ara knelt beside the girl's bed. "My name is Ara. Where are we?"

"Lord Aresios, Elara's mortal body is too weak. If you continue to infuse her..." "Continue," Aresios ordered, his back still turned to me. As the burning reached its peak, my vision began to fade to black. On the verge of my soul shattering, I saw him again as he was at our first meeting: the magnificent god standing outside the library, smiling with such abandon. "I am Aresios. I'll be back tomorrow at sunset." At the last moment, I completely lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, Aresios was by my side.

Just raw, brutal facts. I lick my lips as I set the fork down carefully, my fingers trembling just a little. “I know,” I sigh. Ares pushes off the counter, moving closer, hands braced on the island across from me. “No,” he says, voice rough. “I don’t think you do, bambina. You jumped into a pool, fully clothed, intoxicated, in the middle of the goddamn night. If I hadn’t heard you...if I hadn’t found you—” He breaks off, jaw grinding like it physically pains him to finish the sentence. “You wouldn’t be sitting here right now. Do you understand that?”

"So... who are you, Elyn Frost? I just thought I have finally found out who you are.... and here you are, once again, a complete mystery." I sighed. "I wished I know, you know!" "I am sorry." "It is fi-" I stopped and my eyes widened as I pushed Ares down the bed. He fell down with a growl. It came at the speed of a burning comet. I didn’t know how I even see it, but I did. I pushed my hand up and caught it in the air. Where did this come from? What the hell was going on? I was really not in the mindset tonight for more surprises, but it looked like the universe wasn’t done yet. It kept coming and coming, the surprises.

But I knew the truth: the last 3 nights before Serena returned, the night Kael held me close, my chest hurt again, and Ares watched me carefully. His expression changed, and his eyes grew darker, and he turned toward the healer. “Leave us.” She then bowed and walked out, and silence filled the room. I could not look at him, and my hands still rested on my stomach. “I didn’t know,” I whispered. “I swear I didn’t know.” Ares said nothing for a moment, and then he walked to the window, and he looked toward the south, toward the direction of my old pack, and his voice filled the room.

His rough tongue running along my snout victoriously and teasingly. ’I told you I would always find you,’ Ares’ nose buries into my neck, inhaling deeply. ‘Thank the Goddesses for that,’ I return with a wolfish smile as I shimmy to the damp grass beside him. Rolling to my back, I lay my head next to his so that I can look up at the stars. Following our lead, Ares does the same. Electricity shocking me, as his body lies beside me, our paws hanging upward.

I was captivated by his peaceful expression, my gaze lingering on his features. But as I tried to slip out of bed, his hand instinctively grasped mine, holding me in place. "Good morning," I whispered, smiling. Ares yawned, his eyes still closed, but as they opened, his hazel gaze locked onto mine with an intensity that made my heart race. It was as if he had never loved before, but now, he was consumed by it, unable to tear his eyes away. He playfully asked, "Won't I get a morning kiss?" His words were met with a gentle pull, drawing me closer to him on the bed. His eyes burned with a passion that left me breathless.