Blind Fury

They reappeared in a beautiful, secluded bayou, lush in rich colors of greens and yellows and oranges. There was a small lake with the most spectacular waterfall that Eden had ever seen. She stood silently in awe, absorbing the beauty of nature surrounding her.

Ares mumbled that he’d be right back, disappeared and reappeared again before she had even moved from the spot where she stood. She turned to him when he returned.

“Where are we?” she asked.

“Oh, just a little place I found a few years back. It didn’t used to look this way. Victimized by stampedes of Greek and Roman soldiers for a long time. All the trees were dying, the water was littered with dead bodies and old weapons, there were no fish left. But once we had secured this province for good, I decided to clean it up. Now I come here every so often to think or to be alone.”

“Ares, it’s breathtaking. You did this?” She was truly taken in by the splendor of it all.

“Well, sort of. The waterfall and lake were already here. I just got rid of the bodies and debris and gave a little life back to the trees and brush. Nature took over from there and it just seemed to flourish. No god or mortal has been here since the wars. I’ve made sure of that by camouflaging the surrounding area.” He walked over to a patch of wildflowers and picked one. He handed it to Eden. “You’re the first person I’ve shared it with.”

“I, I don’t know what to say. Thank you.”

Ares smiled. “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up. And then I have a surprise for you,” he said, taking her hand and leading her towards the water.

“Another surprise? What ever could top you making me a general in your army, Ares?” she asked curiously.

“Well, it’s nothing like that. It’s more like a gift. You’ll just have to be patient for the time being. Right now I’m going to wash all the battle grime from your sexy body,” Ares flirted. He squatted and removed her boots and then his own, placing them neatly, side by side under a tree. He waded into the water. She followed.

As they stood knee-high in water, he undressed her slowly, gently, sensuously, removing each article of her battle gear with care. As her skin was revealed to him, he bent down to cup some water in his hand and drizzled it over her body.

The bright sunshine warmed her from the inside – out. She began to relax after the long day at war. Her head tilted back and she reached up and unclasped her hair, letting it cascade down her backside.

Once she was completely undressed, Ares though himself the same, and then led her further into to lake, over to the waterfall. There was a small cavern hidden behind the falls and a place where the water hit the rocks, diverting its spray into the alcove like a personal shower.

“Ares, this is way cool!” Eden exclaimed when she saw it. She immediately hopped into the cavern and let the shower caress her tired body. The water was only slightly warm, but the cavern floor was cool, so it made the water seem warmer.

Ares, still in the lake, rested his arms on the edge of the alcove and just watched her for a few moments. He smiled as he absorbed her joyful excitement over the shower, then jumped up and joined her. He materialized some scented soap and worked up a huge lather in his hands.

Eden’s arms were raised with her hands in her hair, causing her breasts to stick outward. The water had made the nipples hard. Ares eyed them, thinking to himself how beautiful and perfect they were. He rubbed the soap on them, caressing them gently, seductively, even possessively.

For the first time since she had returned from Africa, Eden responded. The excitement of the day, the victory at war, the promotion to general, the beautiful garden, the showering waterfall, all of these things together had caused her to forget about her grudge for the moment and remember the man she used to love. The one who used to excite her beyond belief, who’d spend all night holding her tenderly, making sweet love to the early morning’s light. How she missed those times. But the way he touched her right then, lathering her body with the soap, was reminiscent of those forgotten moments. “Oh, Ares,” she moaned, “that feels so nice.”

Ares leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “You deserve the best, my dear. I’m more than happy to give you anything you desire.” He quickly kissed her cheek and then continued to wash her body. He massaged and kneaded her arm and leg muscles, tickled her toes, washed her hair and face, and then returned to her breasts once more, unable to resist the urge to touch them again.

“Oh, baby,” she said, breathlessly and reached out to caress his chest. She played with his pert nipples, and then leaned in and took one in her mouth, teasing it. “It’s my turn now,” she said when she backed away.

“Your turn? For what?” he asked.

“To wash you,” she said playfully. She grabbed the soap from him and worked it into a lather, as he had done. Then she spread the foam over his chest, making it slick and soapy. She stopped suddenly, took a step back, and looked him over. He looked so sexy, with the hair on his head and chest all wet and stuck to his perfect body. His cock twitched a little beneath her gaze, causier ter to smirk. She wanted him. She really wanted him.

She took her soapy hands to her own breasts and covered them. Then she stepped up to him, pressing her slippery skin against his, rubbing against him in a circular motion.

He wasn’t expecting that, and it took him a bit by surprise, pleasant surprise, and he looked at her with wide, intensely serious eyes. His mouth was parted open and the growing excitement caused short intakes of air. He enclosed his arms around her and brought his lips to hers in passion.

They kissed for a long time, desire for the other rising at record speeds. They lowered themselves to the floor of the cavern with Ares’ body covering Eden’s. She felt his hard cock pressed against her leg and ground her hips against him.
She broke their kiss briefly to say, “Gods, I want you, Ares. Now!”

The god did not hesitate, and positioned his cock at her entry. He buried himself within her in one quick thrust and they both cried out in unison at the pleasure of it. Then he started with long, painfully teasing, strokes, savoring the feeling and the moment. He could have done that all night long, however Eden had other ideas.

“Faster. Harder, dammit!” she demanded from him, grabbing his hips to pull him more forcefully against her.

Eager to please her, he accommodated her wishes and began to slam into her with enough force that she was soon backed against the alcove wall.

“Oh, yes. YES!” she cried, nearing release.

Ares felt the contraction of her muscles around his thick shaft. He really wanted to give her an awesome ride, so at the last minute before her climax, he enlarged his cock and filled her completely, going deeper inside of her than ever before.

She screamed in ultimate pleasure. The resonating sound echoed off the stone enclosure at nearly a deafening volume. It seemed to vibrate through the war god and he too joined her in chorus, shooting his seed deeply within her.

Exhausted, he collapsed on top of her, laying his head on her chest. Her heartbeat was rapid, but was slowly calming down as she caught her breath. She gently caressed his hair, running her finger in and around his ear.

“That was awesome, babe. Thanks.” Her voice was cheerful, and her words sincere, but just a bit of attitude had returned once again. Not enough for Ares to notice, however.

“Yeah, it was, huh?” He raised his head and kissed her quickly, then sat up. Eden stayed relaxed where she was lying on the floor. “But I’m only just getting started,” he teased.

“So what about this gift you mentioned earlier? When do I get to find out what it is?”

Ares grinned mischievously. “How about now?”

She smiled in response. “Okay.”

“But you have to close your eyes,” he told her. She complied. “And open your mouth,” he continued.

She opened up her eyes again and looked at him curiously. “Open my mouth? What for? Are you sure that this isn’t a gift for you?”

He laughed at her thoughts. “No, it’s nothing like that. But it is a surprise. So if you want it, you’ll just have to do as I ask.”

“Well, alright. But it better taste good if it’s going in my mouth.” She closed her eyes again and then reluctantly opened her mouth.

A little piece of amber colored jelly appeared in his hand and he quickly slid it into her mouth. She sucked on it for a second, and then swallowed it.

“Mmmm. That’s really good. It tastes like almonds and apricots. What is it?” She opened her eyes and sat up. Her entire body began to warm, and she felt tingling all over. She giggled.

“It’s the candy of the Gods.”

“I didn’t realize that gods have sweet tooths, too. What’s in it? It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.”

“And glow,” he added.

“Glow? What are you talking about . . ?” She looked down at her hands and arms. It was true; her skin seemed to have a subtle glow about it. She jumped into a stand. “What’s happening to me, Ares? What did you do to me?” she said in a panic.
s chs chuckled and stood as well. “Don’t worry. It’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s just the ambrosia at work.”

Eden’s eyes widened in horror. “WHAT? AMBROSIA? YOU GAVE ME AMBROSIA?” she yelled angrily. “WHAT IN TARTARUS WERE YOU THINKING? HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME.”

Ares drew his brows together in confusing. “Well, this certainly isn’t the response I expected to hear. I thought you’d be happy about it. I thought you be happy about the fact that we could be together for eternity.” Her attitude had caused his own anger to start to stir in his gut. He frowned.

Eden began to pace in the small area. She stomped each foot with every step and had clenched her fists so hard that her knuckles had turned white. “I don’t fucking believe this. I don’t fucking believe this. How could you? How could you do this to me?” She glared at him.

“I don’t understand why you’re so mad!” he growled. “What’s your problem?”

“Take it back,” she commanded. “Put me back the way I was.”

“I can’t. What’s done is done. I can’t change it.”

“AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHH,” she sighed loudly, slamming her hands against her thighs in frustration. Then she turned and dove into the lake and swam to shore.

Ares just stood there dumbfounded while he watched her dress and then finally leave the garden without so much as a word to him. He had no idea why she was so pissed about the ambrosia. He thought that she would be grateful to him for giving her the gift of eternal life. He wanted to be with her forever and thought she felt the same. Apparently not.

Then his anger surfaced. She had yelled at him, nearly took his head off with her words. “Ungrateful bitch,” he spat out load, and then disappeared in a flash of blue and white light.