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Mine. He remembered uttering that possessive on their first night together. That had been a claim from a position of dominance. Now it was more of a plea. A resurgent hope. And it was one he was determined to make a reality, because he was man enough to accept that everything he was, everything he’d achieved, was empty without her.
He glanced at the gently swirling scented water, felt sensation roaring in his ears. ‘Alone? Or together?’ he asked gruffly.
Breathtaking silver eyes examined him, long and deep. Then she whispered, ‘Together.’
The word was barely out of her mouth before he was shucking off his clothes.
He helped her into the tub and washed her body while raining kisses on every inch of exposed skin he could reach. He revelled in her sighs.
Then it was his turn to gasp in wonder as his roved his hands over her swollen belly and felt their child move within.
‘He loves that...’ She sighed, a captivating smile curving her sensual lips.
‘So he should. He’s warm and happy.’
Her breath caught, and then she was tilting towards him.
Her eyes searched his again, shades of wariness making him stiffen a little. But before he could petition for himself, step on the road to making things right, she cupped his jaw. Inhaled shakily.
‘Ares. Take a chance on this. Take a chance on us,’ she whispered fervently against his lips.
And, sweet heaven, the way his heart leapt should have terrified every last cell in his body. But it was immediately channelled into a far more satisfying outcome. One he’d been starved of for too long.
A new beginning would work for them.
It had to.
He stepped out of the tub and scooped his wife out, his mouth greedily seeking hers as he marched with urgent feet to the bed.
‘Ares! I’m wet,’ she protested huskily, beautifully, when he set her down next to the emperor-sized bed in the bedroom she’d designed so spectacularly with silver to match her eyes.
His lips curled in a smile he knew reeked of a very masculine satisfaction. ‘Yes. And you’re about to get wetter, eros mou.’
Her deep flush was beautifully predictable. Infinitely arousing.
Ares wanted a lifetime of that.
Tomorrow, he vowed silently to himself, as soon as he was done with slaking this savage hunger, he would embark on making it so.
‘Please... Stop torturing me,’ she moaned, after he’d spent an age exploring her.
He raised his head from her heated skin, drunk on her beauty. ‘But I like watching you come undone for me.’
‘Even if the wait torments you too?’
She reached for him, grasped him boldly, and stroked him with enough pressure to siphon the air from his lungs.
‘You’re a witch.’
‘A little while ago I was a goddess,’ she tossed back, her half-moon eyes glinting with feminine power.
‘Hmm...both are equally enthralling.’
It was the last thing either of them said for a very long time.
‘Wake up, sleepyhead.’
Odessa struggled to prise her eyes open. She moaned in soporific pleasure as firm, warm fingers threaded through her hair and gently massaged her scalp.
