The water was agonizingly cold, a violent slush of ice that bit into Nikki's bare thighs and stomach like microscopic daggers.
But where her fragile human body pressed flush against the God of War, it was like clinging to the surface of an active star.
The terrifying, unnatural heat radiating from his broad chest immediately began to violently clash with the absolute zero of the tub, sending thick plumes of white steam billowing up to the dark marble ceiling.
Adonis was entirely undone.
For the first time since she had met him, the Supreme Commander was stripped of his absolute, terrifying control.
His glowing blue optical sensors were glitching, flickering wildly as his processor desperately tried to categorize the extreme sensory input.
His head fell back against the edge of the sunken tub, a ragged, groan tearing from his throat.
It was entirely delicious to Nikki who listened.
