Chapter 14
When Mars climbed into bed later that night, he groaned as Annette’s warmth slammed him square in the gut. He couldn’t stop himself from sliding a hand over the curve of her waist, before moving over her side to cup one of her breasts.
The heavy weight filled his palm as he nuzzled his face into her hair, loading himself up with her scent.
After what he’d seen, heard, and smelled today, all he wanted now was to drown in his mate. To breathe her in and lap her up.
She wriggled, moving out of wakefulness at his arrival, and he quickly slid his hand down to the V of her legs, insinuating his fingers between her thighs where she was hot and ready for him. Her hips rolled, sinuously slithering in reaction to his touch, and he smiled against her hair, still loading up on her essen
