Daphne’s POV

One would think that I’d be accustomed to his visit every single night by now, however that wasn’t the case, it was as a matter of fact the stark contrast despite his occasional appearance in my room.

My skin still prickled with goosebumps and the wait was usually the worst stage.

As usual I’d had my bath, wore his favourite cologne and at the moment I was rummaging through my closet for something appetising, something sexy, something that freaking screamed take me! Eat me! Fuck my hard till I couldn’t walk anymore.

Yeah I was sick.

But no one could help it when Ares the Demi god loved...