SUMMARY: Takes place during Xena’s warlord years. The heat has been steadily rising between them when the war god and the warrior princess decide to take their relationship to the next level.

Slow Burn

By

Skkye Blue

SkkyeB@aol.com

DISCLAIMER: Xena and Ares belong to Universal Studios and Pacific Renaissance and no copyright infringement is intended. The author is just having fun.

WARNING: This story is rated NC-17 and contains scenes of graphic sex between a man and a woman. If you are under 18 or this is illegal where you live, please go away.

*AUTHOR’S NOTE* : The story is not very plot-oriented. I was experimenting with writing "racy" scenes. But I still hope you are able to enjoy it none the less.

PART ONE

Ares’ bronze muscular arms were wrapped around the woman straddling his lap as he sat comfortably in a large wooden chair. He ran his hands through her raven tresses before holding the back of her head firmly as he stared into her eyes, mesmerized by their blue color. The slender fingers of one of her hands caressed a divinely sculpted cheek then traced the rim of an ear before settling in the soft black curls on the back of his head. The woman moved her beautiful face closer to his and licked only the corners of his mouth. She pulled back and stared into his deep brown eyes before claiming his soft, sensuous full lips with many short, sucking kisses. Ares held the woman’s face in his hands, wanting to reach inside her for more as he deepened the last short kiss. The woman offered him the soft insides of her mouth. Ares ran his tongue over her gums and around her tongue. He pressed passionately, brushed softly, and lingered lovingly. The woman responded to his lip maneuvers in this harmonious duet as the sexual tension mounted between them.

Ares could feel an erection growing in his black leather pants as he concentrated on the sensation of lip against lip and tongue against tongue.

Concentrating on the same sensations, the woman could feel the heat from the added blood flow to her crotch as a wetness began to form deep within the core of her sex. ‘He probably could get me to cum with just kissing’ she thought to herself.

The woman was not ready to surrender the control she possessed. Abruptly, she broke their last kiss and moved down his chiseled torso, lavishing the exposed flesh with kisses until she reached his hard stomach as she slithered onto the floor. Ares rested his muscular arms on the decoratively carved wooden armrest as he stared down at the woman who was now in a kneeling position before him. She ran her slender hands up his thighs to just below his stomach where the fastener of his leather pants was located. Deftly, her hands undid the fastener on his pants. She inserted a hand, which quickly encircled the object of her desire and pulled it out for full view, his enormous hardening cock. Ares closed his eyes as the woman gripped his member by the base then began to stroke the shaft with a strong steady rhythm. A sigh of pleasure escaped his sensuous lips when she started licking the head. When she found the ridge running down the underside, she ran her tongue along it and across it. Pointing her tongue, she flicked it over the ridge between the head and the shaft. The woman knew this was a sensitive spot on male mortals and by Ares’ shallow breathing and the soft groans of pleasure pouring from his full lips, gods too. The woman started sucking the head as her free hand continued to stroke his throbbing shaft.

Ares opened his eyes again to stare down at the woman kneeling before him, using her luscious mouth to worship his enormous organ. "Ahhh," he sighed as she started sucking harder on the head.

As the woman gazed up at the war god from her kneeling position between his legs, she knew he yearned to feel the warmth of her mouth on his entire throbbing cock. The god had the gaze of his deep brown eyes fixed on her that she returned as she slowly slid his cock inside her mouth. Letting it rest on her tongue, she began to move her head up and down, smoothly and continuously. A hand was still around the base of his cock, which she began to move up and down in rhythm with the movement of her mouth, gradually increasing her speed.

Ares’ breathing had quickened in pace as the woman continuously slid his engorged organ in and out of her warm mouth. Throaty moans of pleasure now poured from his lips. His hands that had been resting on the carved armrest now moved through her raven locks which hung down her back. The woman gazed up at his sculpted features; satisfied by the unbridled pleasure etched in them and reveled in the power she had to arouse the God of War with such intensity.

With his cock rhythmically sliding in and out of her mouth, the woman slid her tongue back and forth across his quivering shaft.

Ares could take no more. His strong hands now held her head steady as he thrust his throbbing cock deeper into her mouth, shooting his seed down her waiting throat. He grunted in satisfaction as he thrust himself into her mouth again, releasing the last of his seed. Then he sat back in the large chair.

"That felt soooo good," he gasped while staring at the woman still kneeling before him. She swallowed the last of his seed, relishing its taste, which she made visible on her face, knowing this would excite him.

"Well, I told you I am a woman of many skills," she replied with a sly smile while returning his stare with her crystal blue eyes.

Ares grabbed her arms and pulled her onto his lap, her legs bent at the knees, straddling his thighs. "Oh, how I have wanted you Xena," he lustfully growled before hungrily claiming her luscious mouth.

Xena returned his kisses with a hunger of her own. She could feel his still aroused member pressing against the material of her pants covering her crotch. Ares broke away to softly kiss her neck. Xena closed her eyes as she felt a tingle flow through her body each time Ares’ lips touched the tender skin of her neck.

"I have waited for you longer than I ever have for any woman," he huskily whispered while nibbling on her right earlobe. "And now I must have you." His strong hands, which gripped her hips, now pulled at her pants. Xena immediately jumped off his lap and stood facing him.

"That’s as far as it will go Ares," she firmly stated with her hands on her hips.

"I thought we both agreed to take this relationship to the next step, an official consummation?" he asked trying not to lose his temper.

"Yes, that was a mutual agreement." Xena walked over to a table on which sat a bowl of fruit and a jug of wine. "But we didn’t agree on when the consummation would take place and I don’t believe now is the time." She inspected the fruit in the bowl. "The pleasure I just gave you should hold you over and make you appreciate when our true joining happens all the more." She put a plump strawberry in her mouth as she poured some wine into a goblet.

Ares let out a frustrated sigh as he refastened his leather pants. During the last few weeks, their relationship had moved beyond the conquests of war. But Xena would only pleasure him with her mouth and go no further. She would let him kiss and caress her body, but if he tried to move towards full sex, she would immediately halt his intentions. Sometimes, he thought about just taking what he wanted but knew the relationship would be over if he ever did such a thing. Besides, he wanted her to be a willing participant when they finally were together. Xena was playing the tease and enjoying it, something he had never experienced before from any female, goddess or mortal.

He stared at the young woman before him. She was barely 21 years old and showed no fear in putting off the powerful God of War who had existed for nearly three millennia. Ares had been Xena’s mentor for the past two years and she had never once shown the usual fear or respect for his godly authority like his other warlords. Most would have been reduced to ash heaps for such insolence but for Xena, he had a bottomless pool of tolerance.

When she came to him two years ago, she was a young warrior looking for direction. She had not too long before that concluded a brutal war with Corinth and a confrontation with the Centaurs. Ares didn’t reveal to her that he knew all the facts surrounding those events. He knew all about the death of her lover Borias and her giving their newborn son to a centaur named Kaliepus. Ares had been following Xena’s activities for quite some time, far longer than she would ever suspect. He knew about Cortese, Caesar and her travels to Chin. He had discovered the dark potential in Xena when she was a young child and knew she would be the one to conquer the world and shape it in his image. Ares had patiently watched as the cruelties of life destroyed Xena’s conscience and waited for the day her thirst for blood and power would lead her directly to him, culminating in the surrender of her mind and soul under his tutelage. He now had to remain patient if he wanted her body as well.

"When do you think it will be the right time?" Ares walked over to the table where Xena stood.

Xena was downing the last of the wine in the goblet. She knew how badly Ares wanted her and basked in this knowledge. Xena had meant it when she agreed to consummate their relationship but she wanted to make it clear that she was not some lowly servant who existed solely for his pleasures. When she gave herself to him, it would be on her terms or not at all.

"Right now, all my focus is on my meeting tomorrow with Theodosius, so I haven’t given much thought to some ‘fun’ with you." There was a devilish smile etched on her beautiful face.

"Theodosius is a minor problem that one of your warriors can easily handle." Ares pulled her into an embrace then kissed her, letting her feel the passion smoldering just below the surface. When he broke the kiss, Xena removed herself from his embrace, retrieved a shiny red apple from the fruit bowl, which she proceeded to slice with a small knife. She appeared to be completely unmoved by the kiss.

"Theodosius may seem like a minor problem to you but I can’t let someone get away with cheating me out of what is mine," she said firmly. Xena glanced at Ares’ face, saw the look of surprise etched in his features due to her cool response to his passionate kiss and smiled inwardly. She had definitely felt something when his soft, demanding lips touched hers but she was not yet ready to fully surrender to the passion he stirred within her. "I must personally take care of Theodosius and make him an example for anyone who might dare to repeat his actions."

"You do make a good point," Ares admitted. "And I know how much a good kill excites you."

"Yes, a good kill does seem to invigorate me," she said with a wicked grin. "And leave me feeling I would say quite...amorous," she said in a sensuous tone. Xena now stood facing Ares again and was about to put a slice of the apple in her mouth when he gently took hold of her hand and brought the apple slice into his own mouth, transfixing her under the gaze of his deep brown eyes. She returned his stare as he sensuously licked the juice of the apple from her slender fingers. Xena couldn’t deny how much this minor touch aroused her. "I would like to see you after my business with Theodosius concludes...say nightfall...your nearby temple?" There was a look of longing in her crystal blue eyes.

"I’ll be waiting." Ares softly kissed the back of her hand then released it.

He glanced around at their surroundings. They were in Xena’s large tent in her army’s camp secluded in the hills surrounding the seaport town of Dinapolis where Theodosius’ base of operations was located. Ares had to admit that Xena might have been right in halting his earlier intentions. His temple would be a much better atmosphere. He knew that Xena’s request to see him tomorrow meant she would be ready to fully give herself to him. What he had planned would arouse a pleasure within her that she could never have felt with her ‘so-called’ mortal lovers. He would definitely have her moaning and possibly screaming with unbridled pleasure, which would have easily penetrated the tent’s thin walls giving her army an earful. The bedchamber in his temple was clearly the more suitable place for the long awaited consummation.

"Well, you need quiet time to put the finishing touches on your plan for Theodosius so I’ll leave you to it." With his last words, he vanished in a puff of silver white smoke.

After Ares’ departure, Xena didn’t do much thinking about Theodosius. The thieving bastard was already as good as dead in her mind so all she could really think about was her scheduled meeting at nightfall tomorrow with Ares at his temple. She was ready to consummate their relationship and knew he had sensed it as well when she made the request to see him.

When Xena went to bed that night, her mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts about Ares as a lover. Whatever happened tomorrow, she knew it would be a memorable experience.

PART 2

"I’m telling you, that is your fair share!!!!" Theodosius insisted.

He was sitting at his desk in the luxury of his office located in his spacious home with a spectacular view of the Ionian Sea. Theodosius was well aware of the fate that awaited him as he struggled against the strong arms of his warrior captors, who kept him firmly planted in his chair.

"NOOOOOOOOO!" Theodosius screamed in agony as a dagger sliced through another finger on his right hand being held down on the desk, leaving him with three remaining fingers. His eyes were beginning to glaze over as he stared into the murderous blue ones of his tormentor.

"You better tell me where the rest of what you’ve been stealing from me is, or pretty soon, you won’t have any fingers left and I will have to start cutting off more vital body parts." Xena leaned across the desk and wiped the blood covering her dagger onto Theodosius’ tunic.

"L-like I-I s-said b-before, I-I’m n-not s-stealing f-from y-you," Theodosius said shakily as he tried to ignore the pain throbbing through his hand where his fingers use to be. He coughed as he tried to clear his throat. "I would have to be completely STUPID to con someone like you Xena."

"Oh, that’s what you are all right." Xena leaned back in a chair and propped her boots on the desktop. She narrowed the gaze of her blue eyes as she stared at Theodosius who was sweating profusely. "Did you really think I wouldn’t find out about your deception?"

Theodosius was about to reply but she quickly silenced him with a wave of the deadly dagger she still held in a hand.

"You wouldn’t have this big house if it wasn’t for my connections with the Thelotian pirates that allowed you to swindle protection money from the merchants of Dinapolis guaranteeing safe passage for their ships through these waters. But you had to get greedy and not be truthful about just how much you were really collecting. Fortunate for me, some of your employees do have brains, and knew it wasn’t smart to cross me and informed me of your true gains in our partnership which is going to be most unfortunate for you!" Xena quickly lowered her boots to the floor as she slammed the blade of the dagger into the desk between them, getting a startled jump out of Theodosius.

At that moment, a warrior entered the office. "Xena, I think we found what you’re looking for."

"You should see this too Theodosius," Xena said with a devilish grin.

The two warriors hauled Theodosius out of the chair by his arms and dragged him out of the room behind Xena.

The warrior led Xena and the others to a large room down the hall from Theodosius’ office. The room appeared to be a library. Its walls were lined with shelves containing books and scrolls. One large window adorned with a royal purple and gold drape allowed the sun’s rays to permeate the room and glisten off a white marble statue of the goddess Athena. But the splendor of the room was ignored as all gazed at the large rectangular hole in the stone floor with wooden steps descending into it.

"This passageway in the floor opened up when we accidentally turned the right hand on that marble statue of Athena over there," the warrior said as he lit a torch and headed down the wooden steps.

"Well, let’s have a look at what’s inside." Xena roughly grabbed one of Theodosius’ arms and dragged him down the steps.

One of the warriors whistled in surprise as the light of the torch fell on the contents in the hidden room. There were numerous piles of gold coins on the floor, along with rubies and other precious gems.

"There’s enough treasure down here to fill at least two ships," one of the warriors said in awe.

Theodosius now knew for certain he would die if he didn’t do something fast. The treasure before him mesmerized the warrior standing to his left, so he was completely distracted, which gave Theodosius the opportunity to quickly grab the dagger hanging from the man’s waist. Theodosius cut Xena’s left arm with the dagger as she stood to the right of him, shoved her out of the way and bolted up the wooden steps.

Theodosius had just made it to the top of the wooden steps when the large fist of a warrior standing at the entranceway into the hidden room, made hard contact with his jaw and toppled him backwards, down the wooden steps. A few moments later, his groans could be heard as two warriors, dragged him up the steps, followed by Xena and the third warrior.

"I want all of you to go find some chests to carry out the treasure," Xena ordered when all stood in the library again. "I want a word with Theodosius alone."

The warriors departed to carry out Xena’s commands and left Theodosius slumped on the stone floor. He was still groaning from his tumble down the wooden steps and trying to stand, when Xena delivered a kick to his midsection, knocking him to the floor again.

"Boy, you are dumber than I thought." Xena stood over Theodosius’ fallen form and roughly held him by the collar of his tunic. He was coughing from the kick she had just delivered to his midsection and his eyes were wide with fear as they stared into the crystal blueness of Xena’s. "I should have killed you when I found your sorry butt in Axion but you propositioned me with a deal I couldn’t refuse." Xena brutally punched him in the face, as she let go of the collar of his tunic letting him fall to the floor again. Theodosius heard his nose break when her fist made contact with his face and now felt blood running from his nostrils as he tried to crawl away from Xena.

Xena viciously stumped on his mutilated hand, halting his movements and getting a howl of pain out of him. Theodosius rolled over onto his back, holding his bloodied hand against his chest, as he stared up at Xena, who stood over him. She unsheathed her sword and held it with both hands high above her head.

"Our little partnership turned out to be very beneficial for both of us," she said with a wicked grin. "But like all good things, must come to an END."

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It was a few hours before sunset when Xena entered her tent in the hills outside of Dinapolis. Two burly warriors followed her into the tent carrying two large chests, which they deposited in a corner of the tent before departing. A slave girl entered the tent and poured the last of the steaming hot water into the tub for Xena’s bath then she left too.

Now alone, Xena went over to one of the chests, opened the lid and ran her hands through its contents. A satisfied smile crossed her face as she gazed at the gold coins piled high in the chest. Tomorrow, she would send some warriors with a wagon to retrieve the rest of what rightfully belonged to her. Xena locked up the chest then got ready to take her bath.

She unhooked her chakram from her waist and laid it on a nearby table. Xena wearily removed her armor and placed the scabbard containing her sword on the table next to her chakram. She looked at the cut on her left arm, which Theodosius had inflicted with a dagger in a pathetic attempt to save his worthless life. It was nothing more than a nick really. She had seen worse and shrugged it off. She proceeded to remove her clothes and was about to step into the warm waters of the tub when she felt a tingle crawl over her skin. She only got this feeling when a certain god was around. Angrily, she grabbed the closest thing to her, a sheer wrap that she used to cover her naked body.

"I know you’re here Ares, so you might as well show yourself," she growled.

"You are the only mortal I know who has the ability to sense my presence." Ares had an amused grin etched on his handsome face as his form appeared lying on her bed, propped up on one muscular arm.

"What are you doing here Ares?" Xena asked clearly annoyed as she tightened the wrap covering her body. "I told you I would be at your temple by nightfall."

"I know," Ares sighed, his eyes glued on Xena’s body. "But I saw how you handled Theodosius and couldn’t wait until later to tell you how much it excited me."

Despite the wrap, Ares had a clear view of Xena’s naked body under the sheer material. He could see her full round breasts, the nipples clearly erect. He let his gaze drop lower to the dark triangle at the apex of her thighs. Tonight, Xena would be all his and he couldn’t wait. Ares got up from the bed and walked over to where Xena stood by the tub.

"Theodosius’ cool facade turned quickly to fear when you revealed your knowledge of his cheating ways." He stood behind her and gently placed his hands on her bare shoulders. "You spoke in a calm voice as you proceeded to slice off his fingers but I could feel the anger shrouding you, and what a rush it gave me," he sensuously whispered in an ear. Xena closed her eyes at the feel of his warm breath on her neck. "But the worm still had the instinct for survival and tried to fight for his worthless life but he was no match for your skill my dear." He wrapped his muscular arms around Xena’s waist and held her close to him. "I got the most pleasurable chill when the blade of your sword severed his head from his body and his blood flowed like a raging river." He softly planted a kiss on her right cheek.

"Well, I’m glad you approve of how Theodosius met his end because I enjoyed being his executioner," Xena said.

"Oh, I know you did. That’s something we have in common, appreciation for a good kill." Ares moved to stand facing her. "But you did suffer a minor injury," he said with a touch of regret while holding up her left arm. Ares brought her arm up to his mouth and sensuously licked the cut Theodosius’ dagger had inflicted. As he licked the entire cut, it miraculously disappeared leaving her arm smooth and unblemished again. "I want you perfect when you come see me tonight," he said in a low husky voice as he kissed her left hand then released it.

"If that’s true, you will leave so I can get ready," Xena said in a somewhat irritated tone as she stared into his deep brown eyes, tightening the wrap covering her naked form.

"Okay, I’ll leave," Ares said grudgingly. "But I don’t know why you are being so modest when in a matter of a few hours, I will see you in all your glory." His eyes raked over her body with a lust-filled gaze, and then he vanished in a puff of silver white smoke.

Xena let out a weary sigh as she removed the wrap covering her body and stepped into the warm waters of the tub. She submerged herself in the water, covering her head, then she re-emerged, let out a gasp of air as she combed her wet hair back off her face with slender fingers. Ares must be quite anxious for him to show up like he did instead of just waiting for her to come to his temple later that evening. Xena would not let his over eagerness give him control of the situation. She had held Ares off for two years, which made him want her all the more. She had distinguished herself from his past female conquests and she was confident that the true prize she had craved ever since she had aligned herself with him would finally be in reach --- godhood. Xena believed once she became a goddess, the ultimate power, which she desired, would be hers. And if she had to spend an eternity with Ares in exchange for godhood, it would definitely not be a hardship.

Xena had found Ares attractive the first time she saw him---those brown eyes in whose depths she could lose herself, that soft curly black hair she just had to run her fingers through, those sensuous full lips that could deliver such passionate kisses, his hard chiseled body that felt so good pressed up against her own, his hypnotic husky voice that sent a pleasurable chill through her whole body and she couldn’t leave out the black leather that melded to his muscular frame. But Ares knew he was gorgeous, was use to women fawning over him and Xena refused to be just another notch on his infamous bedpost.

For two years, she killed and conquered under his guidance but kept their relationship strictly business. In the last few weeks, she had somewhat satisfied his lust by pleasuring him with her mouth. But now he wanted MORE and she couldn’t deny that she shared his desire.

Xena was only 21, but had done a lot of traveling and heard stories about the sexual escapades of the gods, some from women who had been their sex partners. According to these women, the pleasure she had felt with her mortal lovers would pale in comparison to the pleasure she would achieve with an immortal lover. The gods had experience spanning centuries and knew countless ways to pleasure their partners. They also had a stamina that would shame the most virile mortal teenager.

Xena believed these stories were exaggerations until she actually started pleasuring Ares with her mouth and saw his ‘sword’ for the first time. It was certainly much larger than the mortals she had been with. His cum didn’t have the usual salty taste and was actually sweet. Xena figured it was one of the "perks" of being a god. And Ares being able to satisfy her was not a doubt in her mind. From the way he kissed alone, was enough to get her to orgasm, of this she was sure. Xena jokingly wondered if she would ever walk right again after she took his ‘endowedness’ between her legs.

Well, Xena was never one to run from a challenge, so she would soon find out. As usual, the killing of Theodosius had left her quiet amorous, and Ares would be the lucky recipient of its release. After her long hot bath, Xena smoothed a body oil scented with jasmine all over her well-toned form. She had worn the fragrance before and knew how much Ares had been aroused by the scent. Then she got dressed. Xena looked at the descending sun as she mounted her horse and headed for the Temple of Ares.

PART 3

The dark blue sky was blackening to night when Xena’s horse came to a stop outside the Temple of Ares. She dismounted; pulled down the hood of the black cloak she wore and walked up the stone steps towards the large door. The creaking of the large door rang out in the still of the coming night as she pulled it open and entered the temple.

There was no one in sight, not a priest or a devoted worshipper. This was Xena’s first visit to this particular temple. The sound of her boots echoed on the stone floor as she strolled around the large hall, taking in the sights around her. Murals depicting fierce and bloody battles covered the temple’s stone walls. Some marble busts setting atop stone pedestals caught Xena’s attention. Upon closer inspection, she could now see they were busts of great warriors long dead - Achilles, Ajax, Hector and Agamemnon to name a few. There was even one of Alexander the Great. Xena saved the life-size black marble statue for last. It was Ares, himself, and was a very impressive likeness of the war god. As she stood there staring at his marble image, Xena wondered where he could be. Ares knew she would be at his temple by nightfall and with his earlier sign of impatience, she had half expected to be ravished when she crossed the threshold of his temple.

Xena continued to explore the temple and now stood in front of the long altar inspecting all the objects upon it given in tribute to the war god. There was gold, silver, diamonds, pearls, rubies and they represented a small fraction of the spoils of war devoted worshippers gave to their god. There were crown jewels from conquered lands and beautifully crafted weapons of fallen warriors.

As Xena inspected the treasure covering the altar, her eyes were drawn to a dozen gold bottles. She picked up one and saw the name Damocles etched on the side. She had heard of him. He owned a winery located on the isle of Crete. The wine he produced used white grapes instead of the usual red. Xena opened a bottle and took a sip. Not bad, she thought as she took another sip. She strolled over to Ares’ throne which was slightly raised above the stone floor and set in front of one of the battle murals which was shrouded by long blood red drapes.

Xena let out a pleased sigh as she sat back in the large throne and took another sip from the bottle she still held in a hand. She was just getting comfortable, when she felt a tingle run through her body. A few feet in front of the throne, a puff of silver white smoke appeared then dispersed, leaving in its place, Ares with an amused look on his face.

"I see you have made yourself feel right at home with my throne and the wine left by one of my devoted worshippers."

"I didn’t know when you would show up and it is the only chair in the room." Xena lazily gazed at Ares and got more comfortable in the large throne. She took another sip of the wine from the bottle she still held. "This wine really is good."

"I would be justified if I killed you for sampling wine left at MY altar as a gift for ME."

"You would be but you won’t," she said nonchalantly while taking another swig from the bottle.

"So true my dear." Ares removed the bottle from her hand and took a sip of the wine. "Get up," he commanded. Xena rolled her eyes and remained planted in the throne. He grabbed an arm, pulled her off the throne, seated himself in it, and pulled her onto his lap.

He downed the last of the wine in the bottle he still held. "You’re right, this is very good," Ares said when the bottle was empty then he tossed it aside. He brushed aside Xena’s silky black tresses, exposing her neck, which he proceeded to caress with soft kisses. "Gods, you smell so good," he sighed.

"It’s jasmine, I know how much you like it." Xena settled into his lap and closed her eyes. "I was surprised you weren’t here when I arrived. You seemed pretty anxious for this meeting when I saw you earlier."

"There was a minor battle in Thessaly I had to check on. But I could never forget my meeting with you."

"I’m flattered that a night with me rates higher than a battle in your eyes," she said.

"I have waited too long for this night and wasn’t about to let anything stand in the way." His mouth moved to an ear. He teased the lobe with soft nibbles before tracing the outside with his tongue. Then he let his tongue enter her ear, darting in and out, that suggested more intimate forms of enjoyment to come. A soft sigh escaped Xena’s lips.

While his tongue teased an ear, one of his hands made its way inside the long black cloak she wore. He was surprised and highly excited when his hand felt the soft silky skin of a thigh. "I see you’re not wearing your usual pants."

"That’s not the only thing I’m not wearing," Xena said in a sultry tone.

Ares’ hand slowly moved towards her crotch. A smile crossed his sensuous lips when he felt the silky curls of her mound. Xena got more comfortable on his lap as his hand explored her sex. She let out another sigh as Ares nuzzled her neck and his thumb caressed the nub of her womanhood.

A moan escaped her lips as his thumb picked up the pace of its caresses and he inserted a finger inside her soft warm depths. Xena let a hand clutch an armrest of the throne while she slightly shifted on Ares’ lap as the feverish caresses of his thumb brought her arousal up several notches. Short gasps of pleasure began to pour from her lips.

She felt a tightness building within her as Ares inserted another finger into her waiting depths, now moving both fingers in and out while his thumb continued to torment her engorged nub. Xena writhed in ecstasy on his lap as she mewled like a satisfied cat. When the pleasure within finally reached its zenith, she let out a shriek of gratification as the power of her orgasm sent trembles throughout her whole body.

Ares kept his fingers in her warm depths a while longer as the walls of her womanhood continued to contract around the digits. Gasping from the welcomed release, Xena rested her head against the padded back of the large throne. When Ares removed his hand from her mound, she watched as he inspected his fingers covered in her juices. He brought his fingers to his lips, put them in his mouth, and with divine sensuality, slowly sucked her juices from the digits.

"Umm, just as delicious as I imagined," he said in a husky voice after sucking his fingers dry.

Ares getting off on her taste aroused Xena.

"That my dear was only an appetizer to release any tension left over from your day. Now you are ready to move on to the main course."

Xena could feel his hardening member pressing against the back of a thigh as she sat on his lap and knew the intensity of his desire.

Ares put a muscular arm under her knees as the other supported her back. He stood up from the large throne, holding Xena in his arms and was going to transport them to his bedchamber.

"Wait!" Xena said before they disappeared from sight.

Ares let out a frustrated sigh. "No more games Xena," he said in a firm tone. "I have waited long enough. Tonight you are MINE."

"I’m not playing any games. I was just thinking...a bed is too ordinary for our first time."

"And where would you like to finally consummate our relationship?" Ares asked after he lowered Xena to the floor and she stood facing him.

"I was thinking the altar," Xena replied with a sly smile.

Ares eyed her with an intrigued look on his face.

"Tonight, I will give myself to you completely...mind, soul and now body," she said. "The ultimate offering which should be presented on an altar not a bed."

"I like it," Ares said with a wicked grin. He waved an arm in the air and the sound of the large temple door being bolted shut echoed throughout the hall. "Now we don’t have to worry about any outside interruptions." The grin was still planted on his face.

Xena returned his grin as she removed the long black cloak she wore, revealing a red and gold tunic that fell to mid thigh. Ares was titillated by the look. The tunic was all she wore, besides her brown warrior boots, exposing her long shapely legs to his lust-filled gaze. Xena took hold of Ares’ right hand and led him over to the altar.

When they stood before the altar, Ares raised an arm to remove the offerings atop it from sight.

"Wait!" Xena said again.

"What is it now?" Ares sighed.

"Before you make all this stuff disappear, I just wanted to grab one more bottle of wine," Xena replied.

Ares eyed her curiously.

"Your talented fingers left me hot and rather thirsty," Xena said in a sultry tone as she uncapped the wine bottle she now held in a hand. "I need something to quench my thirst." She took a quick swallow of the fermented liquid.

"If you think you’re thirsty now, just wait until later," Ares said in a husky tone as he waved an arm in the air and the countless offerings on the altar vanished from sight. He then grabbed Xena by the waist and sat her on one end of the altar.

He cupped Xena’s face in his hands as he outlined it with feathery light kisses before claiming her sweet mouth. His tongue made its way into her mouth, exploring the soft inner walls and tasting the fermented liquid she had been drinking. Xena ran the slender fingers of a hand through his curly black hair as he broke their hungry kiss and moved to her waiting neck. She arched her back as he moved still lower. His hands opened the tunic as he traced her collarbone with soft kisses.

"I can sweeten both our pleasure," she huskily stated as Ares moved towards her full breasts, which rose and fell sensuously with her shallow breathing.

Ares rose to his full height and watched as Xena removed the tunic from her body. He stepped back to take in the full view. She was now completely nude except for the brown warrior boots she still wore. Xena took the bottle of wine and poured it over her torso. She had Ares’ undivided attention as she sensuously rubbed the fermented liquid over her exposed flesh with the palms of her hands. When she reached her full breasts she slowly massaged both olive colored orbs until they glistened in the faint candlelight. She moved to her rose colored nipples covering both with the wine. They perked up all the more as she squeezed both between her thumbs and forefingers.

Ares let out a groan as he moved towards her.

"Ah-ah-ah." Xena placed a booted foot firmly on his chest, halting his movement towards her. "I’m not done yet. Get back over there." She removed her foot from Ares’ chest and he moved to where he previously stood.

Xena arched her back as she poured the last of the wine over her flat stomach. As she slowly and rhythmically rubbed the wine over her stomach, some of the fermented liquid flowed lower, wetting the black hair of her mound. Xena set her gaze on Ares as she sensuously rubbed the wine over her mound, letting it dribble down to her most intimate areas. How badly he wanted her was etched on his face. When she lowered her gaze, she could see the large bulge of his cock between his thighs, straining against its leather confinement.

Ares had enough of just watching this sensual torture, and quickly moved towards Xena, placing his hands firmly on her arched back and buried his face in her wine covered breasts as he ravenously attacked her soft flesh with kisses and licks. Xena let out a moan and arched her back more as he sucked the sweet wine off her hard nipples. His mouth moved lower as he licked and sucked the sweet liquid from her stomach. As he moved still lower, he dropped to his knees, pulled apart Xena’s legs that were dangling over the end of the altar and started to lick the wine from the sensitive flesh of her womanhood.

"Oh gods," she gasped as he dragged his tongue back and forth across the nub of her womanhood. He sucked on her nub almost bringing her pleasure to the breaking point before plunging his tongue deep into her core. Xena’s moans of pleasure echoed throughout the large hall as Ares flicked his tongue in and out.

‘Control, I must maintain control and not lose myself in the pleasure no matter how good it feels,’ Xena tried to remind herself as her body writhe in ecstasy atop the altar. ‘But by the gods, if he’s this skilled with his tongue, I can’t wait to feel his sword in action. Eh, to Tartarus with control!!!’

Xena was very close to an orgasm, when she gently tugged at Ares’ curly locks until he removed his face from her quivering mound. "I want ...the main course...NOW," she demanded through gasps as she stared down into his deep brown eyes as he knelt between her legs.

Ares rose to his full height and stood facing Xena with an amused look on his face. "So, the warrior princess thinks she can order around the God of War?"

"Yeah, I do." Xena gripped his hips with her long legs and roughly pulled open his leather vest exposing his chiseled chest covered in black hair. She attacked his exposed flesh with kisses as he let the vest fall to the temple floor.

"So, what exactly does this main course involve? Spell it out for me," Ares taunted. The war god wanted Xena so badly that he was achingly hard and knew NOTHING would stop him from taking her that night but he was thoroughly enjoying Xena’s sudden eagerness to consummate their relationship and decided to prolong the inevitable just a while longer.

"Who’s playing the games now?" Xena asked when she stopped kissing his chest. "You know what’s in the main course." She stared into his deep brown eyes. "I want to feel that huge cock of yours inside me NOW." She tightened the grip of her legs hugging his hips as she rubbed her lower extremities against the hard bulge in his leather pants.

"You’ve seen my sword, do you really think you can sheathe it?" he asked tauntingly.

"Oh, I know I can," she confidently replied. "So bring it on."

Ares let a soft chuckle escape his lips. "This is one time the God of War will obey your commands," he said with a sly smile as he watched Xena beat him to the quick and start unfastening his pants. Before his member sprang out, with a thought, Ares removed his pants along with his boots and now stood completely nude before her.

Xena let her eyes take in the beauty of the god’s chiseled frame as she planted her hands on his firm ass. Slowly, she glided her hands up his strong back, over his broad shoulders, before running them down his well-muscled arms. She moved her hands to his chest and ran them over the well-defined pecs, through the silky black chest hair and down to his granite like stomach. Xena lightly ran her hands up his muscular thighs before she let a hand grip his steel like rod, which stood straight out from his body. She ran her thumb over the head, already glistening with pre-cum, which got a pleased sigh out of Ares. She guided his throbbing organ to her mound and rubbed its stiff hardness against the nub of her womanhood still somewhat engorged from earlier stimulation getting a pleasurable sigh out of her. She then guided his engorged organ to the mouth of her womanhood and let the head enter her.

Ares’ eyes watched her face while his hands rested on her hips as he pushed his stiff rod into her eager depths then pulled back. He repeated this motion but this time, pushed deeper into her, letting her adjust to his ‘endowedness’. But Xena was impatient and needed to feel ALL of him inside of her.

"Oh, enough with the gentleness!" she hissed while wrapping a leg around him then pulling him closer to her and allowing his hard member to fill her. Xena gasped at the sudden feeling of complete fullness, which brought a pleasure she had never experienced with her mortal lovers. ‘Must be one of the pluses of sex with a god. No wonder they are so popular as lovers’ she commented to herself.

"Well, ‘Miss Over-Eager,’ how does it feel?" Ares asked as he gazed deeply into her eyes.

"Won---der---ful," she sighed while returning his stare.

"Well, hold on, it’s about to feel even better," he stated before claiming her mouth in a hungry kiss as he languidly thrust his throbbing cock in and out of her receptive depths.

The warmth of her, the snug fit of her eager core raised Ares’ desire up another notch as he increased the tempo with each of his thrusts. After the long wait, he was finally taking his warrior princess and he planned on making this a night neither would forget.

Xena’s shapely legs gripped his hips, while she ran her hands up and down his back. In between hungry kisses, moans of sheer pleasure poured from the mouths of the coupling pair.

The warrior princess was in ecstasy when she released the grip of her legs on Ares’ hips and he lowered her back to the altar. Her legs, still spread apart, were bent at the knees above her as her boots rested on the edge of the altar. Ares strong hands gripped her hips as he repeatedly pounded into her depths.

Xena had been so right when she said a bed was the wrong place to consummate their relationship. With their coupling on the altar, he could watch her breasts jiggle provocatively with each of his thrust or gaze at his stiff rod being consumed by her eager depths. There were no body parts encumbering his movements so he could thrust as deeply as he wanted. And from the moans pouring from Xena’s lips as her writhing body lay atop the stone surface, she was enjoying their altar coupling too.

Ares knew she was close to orgasm when he felt her muscles tighten their hold on his stiff rod which each of his thrust. Xena’s moans had now taken on a much throatier tone when she arched her back and let a shuddering orgasm take over her body. Ares could feel her throbbing all around his huge cock but he still did not reach climax.

Abruptly, he pulled out of her, his stiff rod glistening with her essence in the dimly lit temple. He quickly pulled her up then off the altar, turned her around and bent her over its top.

Xena was still too caught up in the ‘moment’ to voice any objections to Ares’ desires. Her body was still in a state of orgasmic euphoria and she was eager to maintain it.

"Ooh," she moaned when he plunged his stiff cock into her still quivering depths.

Xena supported herself on her forearms resting on the cool stone top of the altar as Ares wildly plunged in and out of her wet cunt.

Ares was feeling so good; he would have gladly remained inside her the rest of his immortal life. One of his hands squeezed a firm, round ass cheek as he vigorously plunged in and out of her shuddering depths. His other hand found her swollen nub, and began stroking it mercilessly, which turned her moans into screams of ecstasy.

‘I knew I’d get her screaming,’ thought Ares as a proud smile crossed his handsome features.

Xena no longer cared about maintaining control of the situation as her body surrendered to the explosive pleasure continuously rippling throughout her. Whatever Ares wanted to do, she was his to command. Her screams of pleasure intensified his wild thrusting and she tipped her hips every time their bodies connected, deepening his penetration. Xena eagerly accepted the pounding he gave her pussy as she felt her body about to give way to another orgasm.

"AAAREEES," she screamed as her body trembled under rapturous release. Xena had never come so hard in her life. If it were possible to die from too much pleasure she was sure she would that night.

Xena rested her head on the cool stone as she gasped for air. Ares was still inside her but had slowed his pumping considerably to where it just soothed her aching walls. Still never reaching climax, he pulled his rod from her sore depths.

Slowly, Xena crawled onto the altar and lay on her back spread eagle atop the cool stone. Her nude body glistened in the dim candlelight while her breasts rose and fell quickly as she continued to gasp for air. She let out a war cry, which echoed throughout the temple and brought a proud smile to Ares’ lips.

"You...you are THE BEST EVER!!!" Xena declared, now propped up on both elbows as she gazed at the nude god before her.

"Well, I aim to please," Ares said nonchalantly as he ran a hand over his still aroused member.

"And then SOME," Xena added, her crystal blue eyes sparkling in the dim candlelight. "That’s some stamina you got there. Do you ever plan on cumming?" she asked with a raised eyebrow while fixing her gaze on his steel-like rod.

"I’ll cum when I’m ready," Ares casually replied.

"Well, I think you’re ready NOW," Xena said with a devilish smile. She now lay on her side and patted the spot next to her on the altar.

With an amused smile on his face, Ares crawled onto the altar and lay on his back next to Xena.

Xena moved on top of him to straddle his hips. Then she lowered herself onto his steel-like rod.

"Umm," she groaned as she lazily closed her eyes momentarily then opened them again. It was such an incredible feeling when his huge cock filled her depths.

Sitting up straight, and giving him the fullest body display, Xena ground her pelvis around and around and back and forth.

Ares was enjoying the full view of her beautiful body as she gyrated atop him. He watched as her hips ground into him, and her eager depths devoured his huge cock. He fixed his gaze on her nipples, erect and glistening, her beautiful breasts swaying with every thrust.

He reached up and ran his hands over their fullness before fingering her hard nipples. He ran his hands down her smooth belly and over her pulsating nub. He let his fingers linger at their last location, starting a light caress. A moan escaped her lips and he looked up to see the passion on her face.

Xena wanted Ares to join in her vocal displays of pleasure and began twitching her inner walls surrounding his throbbing cock. Using her inner muscles, she pushed, pulled and squeezed him, vibrating maddeningly around him until he was finally releasing his pleasure with moans.

A satisfied smile crossed Xena’s face. "Now I have to get him to finally cum."

Xena now rode him like she would a horse. She leaned forward, rested her hands on his hairy chest and freely thrust her hips. She moved up and down, around and around, and side to side. Xena could see his excitement was increasing as she nibbled on his neck, ears, face and lips and increased the speed of her thrusts.

She wanted him to ride the wave with her when she felt sweet release swiftly approaching. A shriek of pleasure escaped her lips as she felt the impact of her fourth orgasm for the night ripple throughout her being.

As Xena’s orgasm poured from her body, Ares could feel the intensity as her muscles rippled around his stiff cock but he still didn’t cum. Exhausted, Xena collapsed on his chest.

But in the blink of an eye, he had changed their positions so she was now beneath him lying on the altar; their bodies still joined in an intimate embrace.

He stared down into her crystal blue eyes, overflowing with passion, as he ran his fingers through her long black hair. He brought his lips to hers as he began to move within her depths.

Xena was starting to feel fatigue from what was turning into marathon lovemaking but did thrust her hips up to meet his with every stroke. Her engorged nub, after such prolonged arousal, hovered on the brink of orgasm and a moan escaped her lips each time it made contact with his pubic bone.

In this position, Xena slowly felt herself being rejuvenated. She opened her legs wider and lifted them up as high as she could, allowing him to thrust even deeper. When she started gyrating her hips in a circular motion, the incredible sensation got moans to pour from Ares’ lips as he continued to pound into her.

Xena hoped he would cum soon because the rejuvenation was short-lived as she felt fatigue start to set in again and her fifth orgasm steadily approaching. Ares’ moans had taken on a more throaty tone as he increased the speed of his thrusts.

"I’m going to cum now Xena," he huskily gasped in her left ear. "Cum with me."

At his request, Xena let her fifth orgasm overtake her body. She cried out in unbridled ecstasy as sexual energy raced through her being. Ares’ welcomed cries of release mingled with her own as she felt his seed gush from his throbbing cock to fill her waiting depths.

Ares slowed the speed of his strokes as his orgasm poured from him. Xena tightened her inner muscles around him, pushing out in rhythm with his strokes, milking his throbbing cock of the last of his seed it had to offer.

"Oh, by the gods," he moaned at the sensations he felt from her quivering inner muscles. He lowered his head to nuzzle against her neck. "Told you I’d come when I was ready. Now wasn’t it worth the wait?" he asked in a whisper as he nibbled on her left earlobe.

"Yes," Xena sighed as she ran the fingers of a hand through his curly black hair.

When they finally broke their intimate embrace, Ares wrapped his muscular arms around Xena and held her close. They lay atop the altar, their bodies glistening in the dim candlelight of the temple hall; both equally sated after the long awaited consummation.

The End