Ares snarled at the sudden pain of the bite, almost snapping back at Melpomene. He whipped his fingers out and had his trousers off and discarded in a moment, then tumbled them onto the bed, the bulk of him holding her down. He pinned her wrists above her head with his hands and speared into her, his kisses all hot breath and teeth as he began to move, groaning at the slick heat of her. He let go of one wrist to maul her breasts, mouth moving to the juncture of shoulder and neck to bite and suck. Somewhere along the line, he'd split the inside of his lip and he could taste blood, which only made him rut more fiercely.