Page 72 of Alpha Claimed

She pressed her fingers to his mouth. "Don't. Don't tell me I have to choose. Don't ruin our time together. Let's just be together. You and me."

He brushed flakes off her shirt. "You and me." The way it should be.

For the first time, he wished that they'd stayed in New York. That they'd waited to come back. If he'd just been more patient and less paranoid, she would have bonded to him exclusively, and they'd be mated already, and there would be nothing Apollo could do about it.

So many things he wished he could change. But it was too late.

Ares noticed her breasts bounce a bit more than usual. "Why aren't you wearing a bra today?"

"I told you about my nipples, but… that wasn't the whole truth."

"Tell me."

"I've been feeling weird. I woke up hot and sensitive, so I chose not to wear one. Oh, and I ate my weight in sugar as well."

She did feel slightly warmer than usual, and worry rooted in his gut. "Are you all right? You aren't getting sick, are you?"

She shook her head. "Guess PMS is just hitting hard today."

He sniffed her. Even her scent was more aromatic. "Are you sure you're okay? If you aren't feeling well, we can just stay in so you can rest. I know you've been through a lot."

She touched his face. "I'm fine. Trust me, if I felt sick, I would tell you."

He searched her face, but she didn't appear to be lying.

She kissed his cheek. "I promise. I'm okay."

Ares nodded but could not get rid of the feeling that something was different.

She stepped forward and pressed against him. "How about a shower, and then we get food?"

His blood heated. "I like that idea. We can use my shower. It's bigger."

She laughed. "I meant I would shower."

"I don't mind helping you get clean. As I remember, we are pretty good at helping each other."

He remembered the feel of her in the shower. Her curvy body, hard and soft at the same time and perfectly molded to his.

She smiled, and he caught the slight flush on her cheeks. "As much as I enjoyed that, I am pretty hungry, and I get the feeling that if we start something now, there will be no stopping until morning."

Ares groaned. Damn, having her in his shower, his bed, on the floor, and in front of his fireplace all sounded terrific.

"I'm okay with that."

She reached up on her toes and kissed him lightly. "Shower."

He bent down and nuzzled her neck. "I like how you smell."

"You like the smell of motor oil and wood?"

"No. I like howyousmell. You smell like cherries and vanilla only stronger, sexier. It usually drives me crazy, but right now… Right now, it is taking everything inside me not to devour you on the spot."

He nipped her neck.

She giggled.

"Makes me want to lick every inch of you. To suck your fingers into my mouth, one by one, and move my way down to taste every delicious inch of you."