Chapter 8
In the dead of night, with Mars snoring away at her back, Annette rolled from her belly onto her side.
She couldn’t sleep.
Mars was still drained from yesterday’s events, and whatever the hell kind of price he had to pay to the Goddesses was obviously messing with his system. When they’d climbed into bed, he’d held her close, nuzzled his hips into her ass, making her well aware of the erection he was sporting, but before she could even tease him, he was pressing his face to her shoulder and was off to visit the Sandman.
He’d let her go, his grip relaxing while he slept, so she’d been free to fidget but fidgeting eased the nervous energy in her body but not her mind.
The rest of the day after Mars had made his vow to her had been relatively, if thankfully, uneventful.
He’d t
