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Suddenly, everything was light again and almost empty.
Slowly, I opened my eyes, and he was gone just as Mars opened his door from what appeared to be a deep slumber. When he took me in, an alarm was written on his face.
"Where is he…." A hushed tone wedged itself between his words. "If he hurt you, Carmi, I will kill him." He said, his voice a sharp bite.
Chapter21
Carmen
It’s been two weeks, and Ares has been avoiding me, or instead, I’ve been avoiding him, I think.
My phone vibrated as I stood there staring at Ares’s bedroom door. I wanted to go in, but I don’t think I had a right to. Being away from him made me want to see him more, and I didn’t know what that meant or how that would translate. Something else was happening with the Wolfgang family that we didn’t know about as the public.
Even though I can admit that I have never checked more into their lives. It felt wrong considering that Mars was a good friend of mine.
I heard footsteps thundering from inside Ares’s room, so I quickly dashed to the kitchen. I grabbed the refrigerator door and opened it just as he exited his room. Hearing his footsteps as they drummed to the thundering in my chest made me wonder why I was reacting like this or why I ran when there was no reason to do so. Why was I running from him? I did nothing wrong. If anything, he attacked me.
Okay… He didn’t attack me. Ares wretched his hands inside my soul and snatched something from me. I don’t know what it is but he has it and I want it back. I feel empty now but it doesn’t make sense, does it?
Anger spiraled from the pit of my stomach, thrusting me into action of shutting the fridge door.
The action caused Ares to stop as he saw me there. His eyes…Something in those eyes called out to me; an emotion filled with fury that would burn the world down if given the opportunity. The dark flame that tried to not burn as deep or shine as bright. It wasn’t put out but he could hide it. Ares masked it behind an unknown thing, something I could only know if I asked but never. I have never gazed at him long enough to see it but now, I am forced. The echo of every gasp, every thrust, every kiss and taste that he’s given me grabbed my chin making me weaker than I know I am. The echo wrapped its gigantic hand around my throat, tightening until I succumbed. Until I gave it my undivided attention because there was nowhere else to look but into the burning fire of Ares. His penetrating gaze scorched me and the distance was obscured as he became the main focus.
Ares was the only thing I could see even as he watched me. The small movements of his brows as one arched while the other remained neutral wasn’t missed. The clenching of his jaw pushed me forward to him while that echo didn’t let up. It held me prisoner even as his features pulled me closer to him. There was no stopping it or what was happening, and I couldn’t understand what was happening or why it was happening. Ares had the power that I never gave him, but I wasn’t sad nor demanded it back, instead I watched as his dark liquid eyes swore to memorize every part of me.
Tendrils of terror curled into my stomach. Not fear of Ares but fear that more is happening between us. My pulse pounded as bile burned the back of my throat, and I inhaled deeply against it.
Ares reached out, caressing my cheek. His touch didn’t simply burn me. Instead there was this unknown sensation, his other hand reaching out, inserting itself with mine. He laced our fingers together as my body ceased to understand anything anymore. Ares watched me with no words, but I felt what he was saying to me as his thumb touched what it could.
“I’m sorry.”
Words I never thought I’d hear from Ares, spoke out to pull me into a foreign lullaby.
“It’s okay.”
The whisper of my words made everything a reality. I know I was accepting everything that happened and everything else that could happen.
A small grin stole across his full, cupid’s bow lips before he spoke words that would forever change how I viewed him and every other man.
“I’m not sorry for what I did. I’m sorry that I didn’t prepare you for this. That I didn’t match your movements to me. That I didn’t fucking shake you up and turn you upside down last year when I knew that I wanted to. I could have prepared you for this shit because you wanted to taste something from me. You want to feel what you could only receive from me.”
A sensation so deep crawled over my skin and demanded my attention. Every word that dripped from Ares’s mouth was to be heard. To be accepted. To be turned into action.
“I am no savior, darling. What I will do to you will have you crying for me. I want you to cry for me. Not the silent tears. None of that soft, inaudible shit that does nothing to draw my attention. A tear from your cheek won’t have me batting an eyelash at you. Fuck. What I want from you, baby, is that opposite of the silent shit. I want that sobbing shit. I want you to cry for me. Cry heavily with a large amount of tears flowing steadily. I don’t need to hear you sobbing or screaming it out. No, I want to hear those breaths that you take in between the sobs. That noisy intake of breaths. It fucking turns me on and it pushes me to turn you out even further”
“I will never let anyone hurt you, but I won’t be that knight in shining armor you need. I am worse, Carmen. I am the snake that Adam feared in the garden because Adam knew that he couldn’t help but succumb to every word that dripped like honey from the lips of the snake. Just like that snake of a man took Eve from Adam, I will take you from every man who swore he deserved you. No one deserves you but me. I am the darkening night who will fuck up your world as I tear apart those who dared to hurt you. I am your truth and the man that you prayed for. The man that you cried for when you thought no one could hear you. I heard you,” Ares’s talons sunk past the most vulnerable layer of my person and with each word,he traveled deeper. He made love to me with his words, words so wrong and filthy that it made me see them as right, heavenly angelic words.
“Imagine being loved by me, Carmen. Imagine me taking you in the moonlight and changing you, transforming you into someone so unrecognizable to others that they fear me through you. Imagine every cell awakening because I dared to leave a scorching trail at the edges of your skin. The same skin that glows so brightly, so golden brown when I’m deep in your pussy while you whimper my name begging me to control your body. To take part in every assault I give you and every softening kiss I plant on your skin that others envy you. Be what you’ve always wanted to be, what you’ve always been… Imagine being mine, Carmen. How fucked up is that?”
Chapter22
Ares
Idon’t trust myself… I never have and now more than ever since I decided to show Carmen what she needed to experience, I can’t trust.
I’m not perfect. I was born a Wolfgang and will always be a Wolfgang. My mind isn’t made to be the way that everyone else’s is supposed to be like. The things that I said to Carmen were me reaching out, telling her to imagine loving me. I want to be different. I want to be loved and not in the way that causes me to be exploited. I want to be loved and to trust.
After Carmen stood there with no words coming from her soft, plush lips… it disappointed me slightly. Threw me off my game because she expressed that she wanted to be consumed in less words yet the way she refused to speak it out to me, angered me. I wasn’t the type to force anything on anyone because I knew what it meant to feel like you’re forced to perform something or even understand the implications of what you’re doing to someone else.
