Hera POV
I open my eyes, the light from the window blinding me. I squint, trying to remember what happened last night. The soft snoring sounds from besides me bring a smile to my face.
Last night, Mason and I made love against the window of the sitting before we retired for the night. I usually don't do such things openly but Jimena's blatant provocation yesterday drove me to act like a jealous lover.
A smile graces my lips when I remember how insanely rough Mason handled me rough, how I screamed his name, begging for more. A blush comes to my cheeks when I think of my own shamelessness.
"Morning beautiful," his sleep-addled voice whispers, pulling me closer.
I turn around, wrapping my arms around him, our naked bodies pressing against each other. He looks so beautiful like this. So
