My body feels like it’s been hollowed out and filled with molten light.
Every muscle trembles. Every breath stutters. The world is soft around the edges, like someone smeared Vaseline across reality, leaving only the warmth of him and the echo of what we just did.
Kaden lifts me from the bed as if I weigh nothing, one arm under my knees, the other around my back. It’s ridiculous that someone who just ravaged me like a starving animal can cradle me this gently… but that’s Kaden. He’s a contradiction wrapped in muscle and heat — apocalypse and sanctuary.
“Easy,” he murmurs against my hair, his breath still uneven. “I’ve got you.”
He carries me into the bathroom again, but this time there’s no urgency. No frantic tearing or slamming back into walls. Just his body wrapped around mine, enve
