Like the previous day, I felt amazing. Free from pain. Delightfully sated in a way I couldn't explain. But this time, I could remember everything.
I scrambled out of bed, my nightshirt torn down the middle.
Holy s**t.
I threw my messy hair to the side, seeing an angry red lovebite adorning my skin. My skin tingled as my fingers brushed the mark. Heat pooled between my legs. He marked me.
It happened. Last night really happened.
Every little detail of my dreams. The delicious stretch of Orion…or whatever his name actually was… filled me to the brim with his c**k. The burn of the carpet against my back. The predatory gaze. His hunger and how mine mirrored his.
I couldn't get enough of him. The taste of his lips. The buzzing adrenaline flooded with power. I never knew what power taste
