Melody
I laid curled in Jax's lap, his fingers moving in the braids he'd put my hair into, gently patting me as I drifted in and out of consciousness, feeling lighter than I'd ever felt.
Whatever Jax - or Ares rather - did, worked. All of the guilt, trauma and pain I'd been bottling up had flowed from me, pouring out in every sob and cry while Jaxon had held me, keeping me grounded and safe.
I'd felt so weightless - like vapor.
Then, Jax had f****d me into oblivion, my mind and body spiralling with sparks of pleasure and I wasn't sure I had come back from it. Pretty sure my soul was still lingering somewhere above the bed with my Heat, too timid to return incase Ares wanted a round two.
Zena snickered at my hazy thoughts, stretching in the back of my mind and feeling like she could
