I woke up the next morning to the sound of birds chirping in the air. I'm laying on the most comfortable bed. Maybe a bit hard, but so warm. I snuggled into it more.
A loud snore coming from my bed had my eyes snapping open.
I'm not laying on a bed at all. No, I'm laying on top of my mate. My face flamed as I tried to move off of Ares. I managed to slid off the side of him. All for Ares to roll over, wrap his arm around my waist, and pull me into his chest.
Instinctively, my hands came up to rest on his chest. His bare chest. Oh my Goddess.
I looked down at Ares bare body, and gulped. How can one person have so much muscle? And how can muscle be so comfortable?
He's our mate, of course he is comfortable. Honi told me.
I scoffed at her.
You should have kept laying on him. She said.
