Nikki regretted testing his patience in the tub.
When Nikki's consciousness finally dragged itself out of the heavy, suffocating darkness of exhaustion, she didn't wake up to the quiet peace of the morning.
She woke up to a slow, agonizingly deep rhythm that was currently rocking the entire massive mattress.
She gasped, her eyelids fluttering open. The bedroom was bathed in the bright, unforgiving light of the mid-morning sun. Hours had passed since they left the ice bath.
She had literally fainted from the sheer, overwhelming physical toll of his stamina, her stamina completely depleting.
But the God of War had not let her go.
Adonis was hovering over her, his broad shoulders blocking out the sun. His pale skin had long since cooled from the thermal purge, returning to its flawless, unyielding perfection.
But his eyes were a blazing, unadulterated gold.
