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This story contains explicit male/female sex.
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Bed of Thorns
The battle had been fierce but Xena had once again been triumphant. After looking over the plunder and making last minute commands, she was ready for a long hot soak in a tub and some sleep. Walking into her tent, she dismissed her slaves and began to remove her armor. As she was releasing the last the last strap, Xena felt a tingle in her mind. "All right Ares, I know you're there."
With a shower of golden sparks, Ares, appeared behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders, he bent and placed a kiss on her neck. "I wanted to thank you for a job well done."
Xena smirked, "I didn't do it for you Ares, I did it for me." Even as she said it, she leaned back into his arms as he removed her leather undertunic and cupped each of her breasts.
"You think so? Anything that deals with war is for me. Even your anger and vengeance." Ares abruptly turned her around and crushed her to him as he claimed her lips in a brutal kiss. The kiss quickly became a war of its own as their tongues battled one another. Xena felt power flow and tingle throughout her body where Ares was touching her.
Without breaking contact, Ares' clothes disappeared and he wrapped his arms tightly around her. Lifting, he felt her legs wrap around him and as he lowered her to the sleeping pallet, he slid into her waiting warmth. Xena was always ready after a battle. The fighting excited her and of course, anything that had to do with fighting excited him. They were a perfect match.
Ares often thought about making her immortal but could never quite bring himself to offer it to her. After all, it wasn't as if she worshipped him or even paid him the proper respect but damn, if she didn't stir something in him. Slowly he slid in and out of her, enjoying the feel of her.
Xena enjoyed the feel of Ares' body against her own and the feel of him inside her but she was not going to let her passions totally rule her. She was going to make sure that Ares knew that this was an "equal" joining, not a god enjoying the body of a servant. Xena met him, thrust for thrust. Ares, increased the tempo and Xena felt a tightness start to build up within the core of her being.
Deciding now was the time, she arched up against him and switched their positions. Xena smiled a triumphant smile down into the surprised expression on Ares face. Xena then set the pace to her satisfaction.
Ares sat up and pulled her harder onto him, smiling himself when he finally got a moan out of her. At the same time, however, she squeezed her inner muscles as he surged deep within her. This time Ares groaned. They both knew that the time for battles was over and the time for satisfaction was at hand. Together they moved into a quicker pace. Moving as one against each other, they both felt their climaxes rushing toward them. With a dazzling burst of light they reached that golden moment when everything and everyone was at peace. Even Xena and the God of War.