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Ares stood with her still wrapped around his waist and covered her with a sheet before opening the door and walking down to his room with her. He forced himself not to look at Apollo's door as they passed, but he couldn't help it as his gaze flicked that direction, wondering if Apollo was in there.

Damn, he hoped so. He wanted Apollo to hear and smell every last thing he would do with River.

River pulled his chin back to her, and she kissed him. He kissed her back and stopped at his door long enough to press her into it and kiss down her neck and over her breasts.

"Ares. I need you."

"And I you, Beloved."

A spasm ripped through her, and she cried out, clawing at his back.

"Ares, make it stop."

His wolf whimpered at the pain in her voice.

He kissed her again and opened his bedroom door. "Don't worry. I'm going to give you exactly what you need."

He didn't bother turning on the light or stripping off his pants. He slid out of his dress shoes and headed straight for the shower. The lights turned on automatically, illuminating the black slate enclosure with a river rock floor and a giant overhead rain shower.

Towels and several lotions and oils lay on the cream travertine counter, just as he'd instructed.

He stepped into the shower and pressed her into the cool tile as he reached for the water and turned it on. Frigid ice shards pelted his back as he shielded her from the icy blast. She clung to him until the water warmed, and then he turned and let the water wash over her.

She sighed as the water hit her skin. He held her up, letting the water soak her body. She smiled and relaxed before her face contorted in pain, and her nails dug into his arms.

Ares swooped in and kissed her as he trailed his fingers down her body to the apex between her legs.

She mewled into his mouth as he traced her hot and swollen sensitive parts. As he slid his fingers inside her, she bucked her hips toward him.

"More," she panted. "I need more."

She didn't even bother trying to undo his belt this time. Instead, she sliced through it with a long, sharp claw and then ripped open the zipper of his pants.

Ares growled at her strength and feistiness. His manhood jutted outward as she shoved his pants and underwear down around his hips.

"Ares. Please."

He kissed her again, swirling his tongue with hers. It wasn't how he'd seen their first time going, but that didn't matter. His mate was begging him for help, and by the goddess, he wouldn't deny her.

With a gentle thrust, Ares eased himself inside her. Instantly, his vision darkened, and his fangs descended as his wolf howled in ecstasy. Her warmth surrounded him, and he almost came right there. He forced himself to stop. This was for her. Her needs, not his.

He waited, kissing her under the warm spray until she wriggled in his grip. She dug her heels into his rear and pushed herself up before sliding down on him again.

Ares growled when she did it a second time and then a third before her muscles clenched around him, and her head fell back against the wall.

She cried out his name, and he rocked into her with hard, long thrusts. She hadn't even finished her climax when he rolled up his legs and coursed across his hips and back.

Ares roared her name as he came hard and fast. Every instinct inside him told him to bite her, to make her his, but he fought back and tried to focus on just her being with him.

Her climax passed, and she sagged in his arms. Eyes hooded, she smiled and touched his cheek.

He leaned in and kissed her softly before trailing his lips down to her breasts and kissing and sucking on them until she made little whimpering sounds.

A surge rippled through her, and she panted again.

"Ares…"

"Tell me what you need, Beloved."