“Yeah?”
“Yeah. And I think I do know what to give you for Christmas.” She gave him a naughty smile. “But first, you have to unwrap me.”
Oh, how Reseph loved presents. “And then you unwrap me?”
“Mmm. Very, very slowly.”
Jillian followed up on the slowly thing. After he was na**d, she spent an hour worshipping his body and doing wicked things with one of the candy canes on the tree.
As Reseph lay sated and exhausted, tangled with her in front of the fire, he could only think that hundreds of Christmases and thousands of presents had come and gone for him, but this one, above all others, was the best. The Apocalypse was over, his entire family was whole and happy, and he’d been given the greatest gift of all.
Love.
His name is Ares, and the fate of mankind rests on his shoulders.
If he falls to the forces of evil, the world falls, too.
As one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, he is far stronger than any mortal, but even he cannot fight his destiny forever…