Tarnished Heroes
A Daniel Jackson
Stargate SG-1
Adult FanFiction Series
By
Moon Mistress
a/k/a Lisa Beth Darling

Chapter Thirty-Five

So hold tight
‘Cause don’t ya know
Daddy’s coming
Rosalita
Bruce Springsteen

More than forty years that’s how long it had been since Ares God of War had a Goddess in his bed and he didn’t know if he could contain himself or for how long. But he’d waited long enough to get a good long look at her, his hands snatched out, grabbed both side of the blue/gold flannel shirt and tore it wide open. Buttons flew everywhere and she stood before without a single stitch to obscure his view. A Goddess. In every sense of the word. The air in his lungs grew hot as his heart began to pump a little harder. The space between his legs engorged and this time he’d be able to use all of it when it woke. Every inch there would be no holding back with her because she was a Goddess and he was God she was meant to lay with him. “You are beautiful, Lady.” He complimented as his hand ran over her breast. “If a little messed up.” She was adorable as she stood there trying to hold his stare, her hair scattered every which way and her body covered with dust from her journey and her husband’s blood from her struggle carrying Daniel to him. She had a lot of heart and lot of balls. He admired that and so did his cock. “Undress me.”

Hades settled into a chair by the blazing hearth. Calla tried to convince herself this was a game her Father was playing with her and that he was only pushing her to see how far she’d go. In the end, he wouldn’t really make her go through with this. Looking into those eyes, she knew she was wrong. She’d made a pact with the devil and he wanted his payment. Wishing for spoonfuls of that magick white powder and having none she sniffed back a heavy load of snot and blood while she tried to hold back the urge to run. Hands which quaked controllably reached out and undid the fastens of his vest, she stripped it from his broad shoulders and wide hairy chest; it fell to the dirt floor of the cave. At his waist, before she could get to the leather pants, which were so obviously, and uncomfortably constricting him Calla had to release the wide belt with all of its battlements. Careful not to cut herself she took it from him and laid it carefully on the chair by his bed. Ares didn’t like having his weapons treated with disrespect or having them lie in the dirt.

For one wickedly forbidden moment as he stood there bare-chested in the firelight Calla was forced to admit—if only to herself—just how handsome he was and how much she would want him if he wasn’t her Father. If things were different. If she were less like Them. If her heart didn’t already belong to Daniel.

“Father….”

“Ares,” he said in a low voice as he cut her off, “my name is Ares.”

“Ares,” she stuttered, “please…..”

This time it was the soft but heavy weight of his palm against her chest, which cut off her words. The heart beneath fluttered like a butterfly. “You made an agreement,” he reminded her, “you must honor it.” His hand moved from her chest and took up one of her wrists he brought her hand to the hard space between his legs. “Free me.”

The hand that shook and fluttered as much as her heart fumbled with the fasten of his leather pants for what seemed like eternity before it finally snapped loose and one by one she worked the rest of them until she could slide the pants down his considerable legs and off of his body. Ares stepped out of them and caught he frightened look in her eyes. “I can’t…” she shook her head as she stared at his fully erect cock. “Ares please I can’t.” Calla started to back away from him. She’d never seen anything like it before it looked like a Louisville Slugger not even Eros had been so endowed. He thought he was going to do what with that thing?

“You can and you will.” Ares told her and licked his lips.

“You use that thing on Samantha?” She asked while still staring at it and trying to comprehend its size and use.

Ares let out a hearty laugh and flicked his hair back over his shoulder. “Not all of it.” He said in a dark voice. “She’s never even seen all of it, she’s not like you.” It was true, as much as he enjoyed screwing Sam over the years he always held back with her never showing her his true size or his true talents in this department. Ares was always afraid if she saw it she’d run screaming into the night just as Callestah wanted to do now and couldn’t. “On your knees, Lady and worship me.”

Calla descended to her knees with fear in her heart. As soon as her knees hit the dirt one of his hands was on her face bringing her forward and the other was on his hip as he waited for her to bring him pleasure. “Ares, my Lord, I beg, isn’t there something else you want of me?”

“Many things,” he said darkly, “but we’ll start here.”

If she blew him off maybe he’d stop like Andy did. Maybe Ares would be satisfied at that. Calla snickered to herself as she reached out and took the tip of his cock in her hand. Her palm wrapped around it and her fingers still had a long way to go before they could touch each other. Ares would never be satisfied with just a blowjob no matter how mind blowing it was. Trapped like a rat Calla opened her mouth and took what she could of him into it. It was huge and hard and hot—it was so hot!—in her mouth, it turned the paste within to steam and melted it away. The Calla worked the long shaft not just with her mouth and hands but with her entire body as she sucked him down and her tongue danced around and around. One hand massaging his oversized balls while the other worked on the shaft of the gigantic cock in her mouth. Ares let out a deep moan above her and his hips rocked back and forth, Calla thought for sure he would cum and it would be over, he would let her go. If he didn’t choke her with it first.

Without warning Ares swooped down and picked her up under the arms and walked her forward to the wall. Using the rock for leverage, he pushed her up against it and then wrapped her legs around his waist and held her ass in the palms of his hands. “Just be still, this doesn’t have to hurt.” As the tip of his cock pushed forward just into the entrance of her hole there was a flash of pain in her eyes. Ares knew it was too soon for him to have caused it. Behind that flash was an image of him and of Eros. That’s what he’d said to her when he raped her; this doesn’t have to hurt. “I’m not Eros. What he did was wrong,” Ares told her as she stared up at him with wet eyes. “This is not.” Ares couldn’t hold his passions back any longer not with the warmth of her wrapped around him and the raw scent of her filling his head. He pushed forward and into her.

Calla’s arms wrapped around him as she drew in a hard breath. “Fa…Ares!” She cried in a soft voice. “It hurts, please, don’t….”

“Relax.” He told her. “Don’t fight, Callestah.” Ares’ mouth closed down over the nape of her neck and he thrust forward again. She cringed under him and held on tighter which made him harder. “I’ve waited so long to do this with you.” His mouth covered the whiskers at his cheeks were rough against her skin as his tongue parted her lips and then explored the back of her throat. All the while, he kept her pinned against the cave wall. There was moisture dripping from the moustache at his face, Ares broke the kiss to look at her and see she was crying. Calla said nothing as she stared at him, she didn’t try to get away, and she just hung from his hips as gravity pulled her down onto his baseball bat shaft. At the sight of her tears, the passion running so hot through him mixed with anger. The hands that had been support her weight by cupping those firm butt cheeks let go and she slid all the way down him. “Do it or I will.” Ares threatened.

Keeping her arms wrapped around his shoulders and hanging on for dear life Calla slowly began to pump herself up and down on his shaft while he kept her pinned to the wall. He was so big and it hurt. She was dry and unready. The drugs she’d taken didn’t seem to be helping her anymore. Focusing on the only good she could find she buried her head in Ares’ hair and took him all the way inside. It felt like he was going to come out through her throat, she swore she could feel him thrusting away up into his rib cage. The rock wall at her back was rough and biting into her. Ares’ hands planted on her ass and hoisted her up on his hips again; his body leaned forward until they pressed tightly to each other, his sweaty skin to hers, which was dry and cold as ice.

No more holding back. Bending deeply at the knees and thrusting upward repeatedly, he jackhammered his way into Calla time and again. The fire rose in the pit of his stomach as his cock grew harder than diamonds.

“My Lord Ares! Please!” Calla gasped. “Stop!” She cried as she sobbed. Calla’s head crashed back against the rock. “My Lord, please, don’t hurt me.” Ares thrust and thrust until she split open wider and further than she ever thought possible to accommodate him.

No stopping. They were way past that Point of No Return and heading for Home. So long since he’d had a Goddess and she was his for the next few days. All his, he was going to do this over and over and in as many ways as he could possibly conjured up before he let her go back to her mundane boring life with Daniel. The hands supporting her ass moved around to the front and ceased down on her hips, his fingers sunk deeply into the flesh there as he pushed her and ground her down on his cumming cock. Oh, yes so many times they were going to do this until he could no longer move.

“Master Ares!”

In the corner, Hades had a hard-on that wouldn’t quit and wished it possible that he could share in Ares’ delight. That was all right, he’d put the hard-on to good use with Persephone and Aphrodite when he got home.

Thrusting away like the wolf he was Ares finally let go of that hot load. He threw Calla as far into the wall as he could get her and long stroked it to the very end.

Yes, there were days of this ahead of him.

“I see she intends to keep her part of the bargain.” Hades said as he rose with his hand pushing down on his hard cock. “I have to be going now.”

“Tell Aphrodite I said hello.” Ares quipped while Calla lay limp across his shoulder, his cock still ramrod straight inside her.

“Believe me nephew; I will give Aphrodite my very best.” In a flash of black light, Hades disappeared from Ares’ bedroom.

Ares carried his disheveled and distraught daughter over to his bed. “We’re not done, we’re just getting started.”

“Ares, My Lord,” Calla croaked below him and did not dare look in his eyes as she uttered the next word; “mercy.” Above her, she heard him snarl at the sign of weakness both delighted to hear it and disappointed that it came so quickly from the lips of his offspring. “I will give you don’t have to take…please.”

“I believe you will give me very much.” He told her. “I also believe that I will take what I like.” A thick index finger traced a line from the middle of her breasts down the flat of her stomach to that bald patch between her legs and back again. Ares’ grinned a wolfish smile at her. “Where to start? So many choices.” He sighed and smiled wider when her flesh broke out in goose bumps. “What did you do for your dear Andrew?” Ares asked himself but it was clear he knew the answer. “Ah, yes.” His eyes lit up as he swung a huge thigh over her chest. Callestah’s breasts were perfect but they were small and as Andrew had to do, Ares squished them together while he slid his hard cock between them. “Lick it,” he demanded.

Indeed, it was more than long enough for her to lick without having to try. Each time he thrust forward her tongue danced around the shaft of his hard bitter cock making it wet and the sore area between her breasts slick as he pushed, wriggled, and thrust his way to another climax. Ares didn’t have to force her mouth open when it was time; she opened up on her own and shot his load down her throat with a satisfied grin he watched her swallow it down.

“So well trained,” he complimented in a dark whisper as he stared down at her. “Let’s find out what else you’re good at, I’m betting there are so many, many things.” Having an idea pop into his cruel head Ares rose from the bed. “Don’t go way I’ll be right back.” Naked he walked out into the room where Daniel was sleeping and Enya was tending him. With a snide glance, he looked down at the sleeping man, “Sleep well and long, Jackson.” Ares grabbed Enya by the wrist and brought her into the bedroom. “You remember Callestah.” He said to her and then looked down at his daughter. “And you remember Enya. She is going to join us now.”

“If you wish, My Lord Ares.” Shaking and trying to hold onto whatever was left of her sanity, Calla moved back on the bed to allow room for both of them.

“I do.” Ares and his Consort joined his daughter on the bed. “Show me what you can do with a woman, Callestah.” Ares challenged.

“Shall I ready her for you, My Lord?”

“She is always ready for me,” Ares corrected and took the simple pelops from the woman’s body. “Let’s see how ready she is for you.” Two of them! How nice! Each looking so much like that other Ares found himself wishing Callestah had been twins, oh what a fine time he could have then, hey? Alas, he would have to make-do with what he had. “I have many things for you to play with,” he invited and in his hand appeared a rather large dildo. “Perhaps you would prefer something with a motor?” He grinned. “Or sharp points?” Calla didn’t make any move for the toy in his hand or the woman lying at her side she just stared up at him trying to detach and not being able to. Ares wouldn’t let her, he’d waited a long time for this and he wasn’t about to let her have the luxury of being comfortably numb. “Show me.” Ares demanded through tight lips.

Calla took the dildo but she tossed onto the mattress and looked from her Father to the woman waiting for her. Enya was almost a mirror image of her, her nose was a little pointier and her breasts were a little bigger but other than that, there just wasn’t much difference between them at all. Half expecting to feel the sensation on her own chest, Callas’ hand reached out and caressed Enya’s bare breasts. Her skin was soft and warm and she made no move to be away from Callas’ touch.

“I could call someone else in,” Ares said in an almost casual tone, “I have many attendants with…dark hair and eyes.” Oh, yes, just as cruel as he was handsome, Ares always did enjoy turning the screws.

“She’ll do, My Lord.” Calla whispered and set about working on the task at hand. While Calla didn’t care for it very much it was clear that Enya enjoyed the touch of a woman’s hand. By the time Calla’s lips got between her legs she was just about ready to cum. Ares lay on his side next to them watching with great intensity and his hand stroking Calla’s back and the smooth round hump of her ass as she went down on his Consort. Enya smelled and tasted a lot like Ares going down on her was much like giving him head but without the hard protrusion. Enya cooed and moaned as her hips rocked and pushed down on Calla’s fingertips. Callas’ free hand reached up and out on the mattress Ares put the dildo into it. She took it and pushed Enya’s knees up on the bed so that the flat of her feet were against the mattress and she was wide open for her. Her tongue snaked around Enya’s clit and the woman’s patch of red hair tickled her nose. The dildo slid into place and Enya’s back arched in a happy greeting, her hands reached down for Callas’ head and brought long strands of silken amber fire up an over her breasts where she rubbed it around and around on her skin reveling in the softness of it. She was on the verge of climax now and Callas stopped licking her ready cunt and slid up her waiting body licking every inch of it as she went with the flat of her tongue and working the dildo at a long slow pace.

Ares thought he was going to explode as he watched his Daughter make love to his Consort. He had thought Calla would balk or fuck her quickly to be done with it but she was making love to the woman. Her body glowed with the energy they were creating and he wanted to be part of it. Not wanting to disturb that energy, however, his entrance into his Daughter was slow and gentle. Although she looked back at him from over her shoulder, Calla didn’t stop her work and the energy didn’t fade.

Enya lay there her hips pumping in time with her heart and thought she’d pass out before she could climax, the woman just seemed to bring her higher and higher with no end in sight. Now her lips were running along her nipples and the dildo was sliding in and out in a more insistent pace. Ares was behind her, she saw making love to her. His eyes closed and his wavy dark hair was falling all around his face as he stroked the hole he’d waited so long for. She was glad that she was here to witness and take part in his victory.

At least this time when Ares entered her it didn’t hurt—well not the way it had a moment ago. It seemed he was right she was Goddess and she was meant to take him, all of him or any God. That didn’t mean she had to enjoy it. Calla thrust a little harder with the dildo and sucked Enya’s neck just below her ear, the woman came instantly. She damn near exploded and so did Ares.

Calla didn’t feel anything and she wasn’t sure that she ever would again.

Over the next two days, Ares indulged himself in Callestah more time than he could count or could she. Callestah lived up to her part of the bargain and didn’t balk no matter what he wanted to do to her. He deeply entertained the idea of bringing another man into the action but found he was unwilling to share her in that manner. Therefore, he just fucked with the strength and stamina of two Gods.

In between bouts when Ares tired himself out so much he couldn’t stand anymore and fell off to sleep, Calla slipped out of his chamber to be by Daniel’s side.

Dragging her tired body down to the shore she filled a bucket with sea water which she brought back to the cave and bathed Daniel with while he slept and healed and became Immortal. The water would not only help heal him but it would remove the stench of those other women as well. Over and over from head to toe and back again, she washed him as he slept. Gently running the sponge over him while telling him how much she loved him and how they would go home soon and everything would be all right again. She’d taken care of everything and he didn’t have to worry.

Daniels’ wounds healed well but they had been deep and it took him a long time to wake. She hadn’t slept or eaten since she couldn’t remember when. The drugs, which had kept her going, were long spent and all she wanted to do was crash. There was no time for sleep or for crashing; she had to tend to Daniel and to Ares when she wasn’t with her husband.

Tonight as she tended him and Ares slept Calla realized Daniel must be getting better and that would wake soon. His cock was up before him and that had to be a good sign. It was hard enough to push up the heavy animal skin and make a tent. Calla pulled the skins back to look at it and long for him rather than Ares. She didn’t want to spend another night in Ares’ bed and she’d never forgive him for making her do this. She’d so rather have Daniel inside her. Calla tossed the animal skin away from his sleeping body and glanced nervously at Ares’ bedroom, there was no sound from in there. “I love you, only you.” Calla whispered to the man sleeping below her. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep you safe.” Fluttering heart in her throat and needing whatever solace she could find Calla straddled her husband. Her lips brushed over his and she wished he was awake, that his arms would embrace her and hold her close, and that they would make love as they did before he left. Their trip Around The World. It was night to remember! One she longed to repeat.

“Get away from him!” Ares barked from the doorway. “You’re mine until he wakes!”

“Ares, I just…..” She stammered as she hovered over Daniel the tip of his hard cock millimeters away from her entrance and she was wet with anticipation. Calla couldn’t stop herself, she slid down on his and screamed out; “I just want to make love with my own husband! I can’t stand your hands on me anymore!”

She no more finished the sentence and Ares was on top of her. “You want to fuck him? Huh?” He growled and grabbed a handful of her hair. “Go on and it do it! But you’ll suffer my hands on you while you do.”

Daniel sleeping below her and hard inside of her, Ares pushed her forward, brought her ass up into the air and shoved his own hard shaft deep into her ass.

“You’ll take us both.” Ares told her.

Calla let out a cry of pain and slumped forward onto her husband as Ares’ body weight thrust his cock in and out of her already sore ass and moved her around on Daniel below. “Stop!” She begged. “Please stop,” she sobbed and knew he wouldn’t. She’d angered him too much by tending Daniel to begin with and then for him to come out here and find her like this. It was too much for him. Caught between the two of them—as she’d always been—her arms reached under Daniel’s body and held on tight. “I love you,” she whispered while Ares pummeled her from behind. “I love you.” Calla buried her face in his neck and waited for it to be over.

With her face covered and her eyes clenched tight Calla hardly noticed when Daniel’s hands raised from his side to touch her flanks and she never saw his eyes open. From behind her Ares’ hard thrusts ground her down upon Daniel below and inside her, they were bringing him to climax and his deep onyx eyes stared down into Daniel’s blue ones they were glazed and glassy, Ares wasn’t even sure the man could see him but he smiled anyway. The moment was decadently wicked as their eyes locked Ares thrust harder and brought himself off, the force of his intrusion brought Daniel with him.

Callas’ arms cinched tighter around Daniel’s neck. “Help me,” she whispered to him, “please Sa’Tan, help me.”

Daniel didn’t help her. The spent energy was enough to make his hands drop from her sides and lids close again. He didn’t move. Sure she hadn’t seen him open his eyes, Ares dragged her from Daniel and back to his bedroom and started all over again. “What is it with you?” He demanded. “With him?!”

“Father,”

“ARES!” A large hand swiped out, caught her across the face, and sent her crashing to the bed.

“I’m sorry!”

“Not yet you’re not,” he picked her up and flipped her over as though she were nothing more than doll. Ares pushed her up toward the headboard with its studded black leather and skull centerpiece he shoved her hands down on the skull and pushed her shoulders down with the other.

“Ares! Don’t!” Calla bucked and struggled as she tried to get out of her Father’s hold but he was so much stronger than she was. It was useless and her futile efforts only made him laugh and his heart race faster. “I’m sorry! Puh..puh-leasse….I’m s-s-s-orry.” Her hands stretched above her holding onto the skull and her own head squashed between the headboard and her own shoulders he kept her in place with a harsh grip and ripped into her.

“That stupid bastard!” Ares roared and rose from his knees to squat on his feet for better purchase. “I hate him! You KNOW I HATE HIM! I won’t suffer you to fuck him in my house!”

The force of his thrusting that Louisville Slugger and his massive body weight crushed her until Calla felt certain her neck couldn’t bare the strain of the position he had her in and it would snap like a dry twig. That would be good. It would be over then. “Sa’Tan…Danny….please.” She whispered to no one. Ares was too lost in his passions and rage to hear her. Too lost in how own self-indulgence now to stop her from detaching. Unable to take it any longer, in her mind Calla was finally able to reach up and throw the OFF switch. If she were lucky, she’d never wake up to find out whether or not her Father broke her neck while he raped her.

End of Chapter Thirty-Five of
Tarnished Heroes
An Adult Stargate FanFiction Novel
By
Moon Mistress
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