Hey everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week's prompt is "frost". We are back with Juliet and Ares in my paranormal/Greek god romance.
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**Warning - there is adult language.**
Ares lifted her up and guided her legs around his waist. Then he carried her back to the bed. He laid her down then stretched out beside her.
“That connection with you,” Juliet murmured.
“I know,” he replied. “I want to try something.”
“What do you want to try?”
He nuzzled his nose against hers as he brushed his mouth across hers. She arched up for his kiss. He pulled away and smiled. “I want to know what you were like when you were mortal.” He gathered her in his arms until she was molded against him. “Trust me, Juliet. Relax.”
She was lost in his kiss before she could question his motives. Her mind clouded, her thoughts jumbled. Everything was just Ares. She was lost in his scent, his touch, his taste.
Suddenly she felt a chill. It wasn’t the typical cold that came from being a vampire. It felt like winter, or at least the beginning of it. The image in her mind cleared. She was in Paris outside the palace. There was frost on the grass beneath her feet. It would snow two days later. She remembered the day well.
She had just dismissed a regular lover after he paid her handsomely. It had been a long night of drinking, conversation and the kinkiest sex he had ever been exposed to. She bid him goodbye then slept until the sun set. She dined on the finest of pastries before wrapped herself in her brand new shawl and made her way out into the night.
Juliet saw him the moment she stepped foot inside the palace. He had blond hair pulled back by a thin leather cord and wore fine clothes. His skin was paler than most. From across the room his ice blue eyes pierced her. He intrigued her more than most of the men that came into the king’s presence. She would have to work a little harder for this one. Not that it mattered. She was the most desired, highest paid courtesan in the palace.
If she wanted him, she’d get him. And there was no doubt in her mind that she wanted him.