Chapter 4
As his heart beat returned to normal, Mars finally shifted from atop Annette’s prone form.
She was out like a light. Her breathing steady and calm enough to stop him from fretting as he rolled over onto his back.
A myriad of aches hit him but they were ignored, passed over as his body still dealt with the memory of the glory of the moment. In his mouth was the taste of her blood and it was like the finest wine, the best beer, and the goddamn finest steak. In fact, it was incomparable, like her.
He stared up at the ceiling for a second, feeling the sweat dry on his chest as he calmed down, then turned his head to look at her. Her lips were parted, those long lashes of hers fluttered a little against her cheek. And at her throat, there was the gaping wound he’d caused. A bite t
