Tender Cruelty (Dark Olympus #9)

Hera

I lie next to my husband, my body still thrumming with the strength of my orgasm, my mind blessedly blank. In a little while, I’m going to have to start spinning and figure out my next steps, but…not yet. I’m not ready to leave this moment of curious safety.

It’s not actually safe. I know that. He seems remarkably blasé about my attempting to murder him, but he wouldn’t feel the same way if he knew I was working with Circe to save my family at the expense of the rest of the Thirteen and legacy families.

The thought makes me uncomfortable. Almost guilty. I’m not used to the sensation, so I start to turn away, but he presses his big hand to the center of my chest. “Don’t run.”