Come Here, Kitten (God of War Book 1), стр. 29
She stared up at me with a blazing fire in her blue eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. “I don’t need training. If you haven’t noticed, I’ve killed two hounds within the last two days. I think I know how to defend myself.”
I growled, feeling Ares stir inside of me, and stepped toward her. “Then, why didn’t you shift, Aurora, huh?”
Moon Goddess, did she not know how? How was it that she hadn’t shifted once when there was a threat? Did her wolf not sense it? Or maybe she just didn’t think she had to. Whatever the reason, it was unacceptable. This wasn’t a game of strength or pride.
“Those hounds will kill you. If more than one were coming at you, you wouldn’t be strong enough to defeat them without your wolf.”
“Not strong enough?” She growled and met my glare with an intense one.
All I wanted to do was shove her against the wall and take her right there. Those wide eyes. The pure heat radiating off of her. Her strength. It was everything that I had ever dreamed of having in a mate.
“I am strong enough to defeat them.”
I snatched her chin in my hand, squeezing roughly. “If you’re strong enough, then push me away,” I said.
She shoved her hands right into my chest, but I didn’t move.
I stepped closer to her, growling. “Do it, Aurora.”
She shoved her hands right into me again, harder but not hard enough.
“What’re you waiting for?” I stepped closer, pinning her to the wall with just my hand. “Shove me away.”
She struggled, and Ares took complete control from me.
Ares
“Ares”—she seethed—“let me go. I don’t have to prove shit to you.”
My hand slipped around her pretty little throat, thumb brushing roughly against her jaw. I pushed her head to the side and stepped closer to my mate. “Yes, you do.”
I breathed in her rich lemon scent and felt her pulse. Such a fast beat. Such a beautiful fucking neck that I could claim.
“You’re mine, and it’s my job to make sure nobody tries to take what’s mine from me.” I chuckled lowly in her ear, making her shiver. “You’re oh-so pretty, Kitten. And there are far too many people who will try to take you away from me.”
She clenched her jaw and shoved her hands back into my chest, but instead of pulling them away, she curled her fingers into my skin. Claws in my flesh. Canines emerging under those plump lips. Her wolf and mine.
“And I will kill them,” she said.
“Then, fucking prove it to me, Aurora.”
My hand tightened around her throat, and all I could see was black. Pure black. The hounds could’ve killed her today. They could’ve taken her away from me. They could’ve brought her back to their hideout, ripped off her clothes, and taken her dignity.
“Prove to me that you wouldn’t have let them pin you against the wall.” I pushed her further into the wall, letting her squirm. “Prove to me that you wouldn’t have let them press their lips to your throat.” I inhaled deeply, her scent becoming overwhelming, and kissed the spot I would mark soon. “Prove to me that you wouldn’t let them touch you like I do.” I pushed my hand into her pants, drew a single finger down her folds, and relished in how wet she was for me.
It hadn’t even been three fucking days yet, and here she was, making me feel things that I had never felt before. An innate need to make her mine. A thirst to thrust myself inside of her—and only her—for the rest of my life. A hunger to show everyone how fucking strong my mate was, to make every other alpha jealous, to make her my fucking goddess among such peasants.
She gulped, her breath in my ear. “What if I don’t want to prove it to you?”
I tensed when I smelled her arousal. She wanted the same, and it freaked me the fuck out. How could she want a monster like me, someone so menacingly vicious, someone so brutal?
“What if I want you to take me, Ares?” she whispered, trying to taunt me.
I growled and pressed my hard cock against her stomach, letting her feel where I would be later. That deep inside of her. Tearing up her tight little pussy.
“You want all of me, Kitten?” I asked against her ear. “Because I’ll give you all of me.”
Chapter 16
Aurora
Moon Goddess, I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but damn, I wanted Ares so fucking bad. The way he had torn me off that rogue earlier, that desperate look full of want and need in his eyes, the pure dominance dripping off of every inch of him.
I drew my fingers up the front of his pants and inhaled his hazelnut scent. He could do whatever he wanted with me, and I would let him.
“Does my Kitten want to play?” he asked, curling a finger around a lock of my hair.
I wanted him so bad that it scared me. He was already angry because I hadn’t shifted during a fight. How would he feel when I told him that I couldn’t shift as easily or as quickly as normal wolves do? Would he feel any sort of pain for me, his mate and his pack’s luna? Or would he kill me without hesitation, tell me that I was useless to him, mate with another woman so much stronger than me?
Everything he had said about me was true. I was weak. Mom thought it. Tony thought it.