Chapter Five
Lyra’s
POV
I should be asleep, but my body refuses to forget him. I can still feel his breath on my neck.
Even now, miles away from the Mystic Hollows border, my body won’t forget the way Alpha Kael held me down.
My hand is already between my thighs before I realize what I’m doing, chasing a memory I have no right to crave. But my body betrays me.
It remembers the way he pinned me to the window…the way his fingers parted my cunt, the way his tongue sucked every juice left in me and the way his shaft rammed into me vigorously. The way his hips rolled into mine, hard and slow, like he wanted to carve the sound of my moans into his skin…
My hips lift helplessly into my own palm, a shock ripping through me as I grind against the ache he left behind.
I’ve never touched myse
