Or, if he’s in a very negotiable mood, he’ll settle for just holding my hand?
“The only time the more...dangerous thoughts go away is when you and I are touching,” I mutter, pulling my chin out of his grip and scratching my arm absentmindedly.
“Why the f**k didn’t you tell me?” He snaps. I bark out a laugh.
“Because right now, those thoughts seem to be the only thing keeping me sane,” I admit quietly. I flick my eyes to his, and see a storm brewing inside them.
“Withholding information like that is cause for a pretty hefty punishment, Aphrodite. A pretty long one, too.”
His hands snake around to rest on my breasts, where he starts playing with my n*****s.
“Don’t worry, Aphrodite. You won’t be thinking anything until you wake up tomorrow.”
Chapter 36
Ares
Watching my bride attentiv
