Hey everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week is a picture prompt and our excerpts are 300 words. We are back with Juliet and Ares in my paranormal/Greek god romance.
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**Warning - there is adult language and adult situations.**
Then the last eve of the year arrived.
Juliet hurried home from the palace as twilight set. There were divots in the drifts left by bootsteps and the blades of the sleighs. The warm glow beaming out of the windows of the houses along the Paris streets looked almost like modern day streetlights through the thick snow laden boughs of the trees in the park. She couldn’t wait until she was in her own home next to the fire. Antonius was coming. The thought left her heart aflutter.
He arrived at her apartment shortly after she did. He didn’t say a word. He kissed her hard and deep as he slowly undressed her. She was mindless with need in his embrace. She didn’t notice the words that tumbled out of her mouth.
She told him that she loved him.
He asked as he feasted on her body how long she would love him.
She vowed with a moan that she would love him until the day she died.
He questioned as he buried himself deep inside her if she would love him for eternity. Would she belong only to him, serve him, worship him for eternity?
She cried out her promise as the rush overcame her. Yes, she would.
He gently turned her neck to the side as he grunted out his release. She felt his teeth scrape her flesh.
Juliet gasped for air as Ares’s broke the kiss. She scrambled across the bed until she was perched in the furthest corner from him. She curled herself in a ball without taking her gaze off him. What she felt for Antonius was what she sensed from Ares. Except it was so much stronger.
Love. She felt love. But was it from him? Or was it resonating from her? Whoever it came from, it was the most intense emotion she ever felt.