*Deimos’ POV*

Gone was the gentle and kind physician from this morning. One look at Eris in her sheer night dress had been enough to bring out the soldier in me, the ‘man’. I wanted to fuck her like a dying man needed a cup of wine. I wanted to rut and breed her like an animal. And, it felt as if there was nothing to stand in my way of having that, and that knowledge was headier than any drug.

I knew that I would fuck her first, Kyros wouldn't take that from me a ...