AKIRA'S POV

Ares was indeed up for any challenge I brought his way. After effectively shutting me up with his lips, we kissed for seconds which turned into minutes and hours.

We stood, with me backed against the shelf and his hands roaming around my body, gripping every part of my flesh he could put his hands on. I was sure my ass cheeks were red with the bruising grip he had on them.

After kissing me breathless. And content. He took me to his ensuite bathroom and undressed me. His hands dragged my petite frame, sensually, slowly peeling every piece of linen out of my body.

My heart thudded...