Asher
My lips melded against her soft, moist ones, moving in a frenzy as I pulled her taut body against mine and devoured her lips like a starved man.
When I pulled away, I cupped her face with both palms, resting my forehead against hers as our breaths came out in short pants.
"I don't care what you did to Sophia and Hilda; they deserved it. But you, Aphrodite, are mine," I rasped, caressing her chin with the pad of my thumb.
The sound of the front door slamming shut made me reluctantly let go of her face.
"Why don't you go on ahead and freshen up?" I suggested gesturing to her shirt, which had blotchy stains of blood on it. She looked down at her shirt as though she were just now noticing it and sighed before nodding slowly.
"I suppose I should," she mumbled, rising to leave when G
