Jordan’s POV explicit scene ahead
Clouded. Drained. Floating.
That’s the only way I could describe how I felt after everything that happened with Kieran. After all the moans, whispers, deep strokes, and emotional confessions — I was absolutely wrecked. In the best and most confusing way possible.
I’d barely slept two hours, but my body felt used in a good way. Like I’d been wrung out, soaked in love, and hung to dry under the goddess's moonlight.
I rolled out of bed sore but smiling. My Mondays were usually light — just one early lecture and then physical training classes until 2. After that, I only had Theology of the Shifter Universe, and then I was free. Or so I thought.
By the time I was in my Aikido class, learning a new stance, it hit me —
Pain. Sharp. Sudden.
“s**t!” I gasped
