The first thrust of his hips sends sparks down my spine, and I feel my inner walls tighten around his thick shaft. My clit pulses with the need to come, and I grind my hips to meet his next thrust.
“Jesus, Zara.” Ares grunts with another hard thrust. “You were made for me, princess. You feel so fucking good that just being inside you sends me right to the edge.”
“Me too. I’m so close, Ares. Please don’t stop.”
He drives into me again. The angle he’s entering me has his shaft dragging against my clit with every thrust, and it takes two more pumps of Ares’s hips to make me snap.
I come hard, pulsing around him, moaning with my face hidden in the crook of his neck.
Ares keeps his steady, punishing pace for a few more thrusts and then he stills.
He spills into me as his cock expands with each spurt of his release.
Neither of us moves for a long moment as we catch our breaths.
“Come on, princess.” Ares kisses me softly before helping me back onto my feet. “Let’s go home before they close down for the night. We don’t want to get locked in here.”
“You’re right.” I giggle, putting my pants and boots back on. “There are comfortable couches and cots in the racers’ lounge, but I’d rather sleep in my bed. With you by my side if you want to stay.”
Ares wraps his arm around my shoulders. “You don’t even need to ask. There’s nothing better than sleeping with you in my arms. I was even thinking about moving back home for a while.”
“Really?” I’m surprised to hear that.
“Yeah. Since we spoke to our parents about everything, Dad and I had a chance to talk. Even about the stuff he refused to talk about during family therapy, right after Bridgeport. We’re in a much better place. Eventually, it would be nice to move out again, but when that happens, maybe we could do it together. The four of us.”
I smile, imagining how it would be to live with my three men full time. “That sounds perfect.”
“I’ll work for Lev’s parents until I can enroll back into college. I’ll be a freshman again next semester. In the meantime,” he murmurs, squeezing me closer into his side. “I want to spend every second we aren’t studying or working wherever you are.”
Ares
The drive back home is quiet but peaceful.
I only let go of Zara’s hand when I have to change gears, and I swear to God it’s the only time I regret not buying a car with an automatic transmission.
The inaugural race is only a few days away, but I don’t want to think about it right now.
All I want is to enjoy having my girl by my side. Zara has a calming effect on me. When I’m with her, the noise of the outside world fades away and everything feels right.
The only thing that will never feel right again is that Atlas isn’t here to see how happy Zara makes me.
But my twin brother is a part of me, and I like to think that as long as I’m living and breathing, he’s never going to be truly gone.
Every time I think about the race, and the possibility that the dirt bike will be back, my thoughts go to Atlas. If he’s watching us from above, I hope he can protect us. Especially Zara.
“Babe, did you hear what I just said?” She smiles as I park in front of the house. In the year I’ve been living in my own apartment, I started considering this Dad’s house as opposed to my house. But now, as I look at the house I grew up in, it feels like home. And it’s all because Zara is here.
“No, sorry, princess. I was a little distracted. What did you say?”
“I was thinking about getting some pizza.”
I exit the car and jog around the front of it to open Zara’s door for her. “Pizza sounds good.” I don’t let go of her hand after helping her out of my Jeep.
“You still look a little distracted.” She enquires, looking into my eyes. “What’s on your mind?”
A slow smile spreads onto my lips, and I advance, pushing Zara against the side of my car. “I was thinking about all the things I want to do with you after dinner.” I whisper in her ear.
Her arms surround my neck. “Really? I like the sound of that. Can you give me a hint?” She pulls me closer; our lips aren’t touching, but I can feel the warmth of her breath on my mouth.
