Ares grasped my neck and pressed his lips into mine in a speedy, hungry kiss, that got us moaning like animals in heat.
I could tell he was trying to convince me to take back my safe word. He pressed into me so I could feel him on my abdomen, and God, his pants were wet.
I pushed against his chest to get him off me, breathing as if I had run a race. How much I want him to fuck me against this wall and every spot in this barn, but I knew if I let him, I'd break that fucking rule and go down on my knees and take that monster between his legs until my name flies from his lips.
He won't be the dominant one anymore.
"We shouldn't be late for breakfast..." I said, running down the stairs.
I fix my hair and shirt, zipping up my shorts as I step out of the barn. I should probably change, too, because my shorts were ruined, and my nipples were so hard and painful. I'm not wearing a bra, and my babies are begging to be sucked.
"Hey!"
