(Lena’s POV).
After the wild and animalistic night, my entire body felt like it had been set on fire and then left to burn to ash.
I was utterly worn out, barely able to lift my limbs. The ache between my thighs reminded me of everything we had just done—every kiss, every touch, every possessive grip.
My breath was still shaky, my skin slick with sweat, and yet, when I looked around at them, Adrian, Kai, and Lucas barely seemed tired.
If anything, they looked even more energized, like they were just getting started.
I lay there, tangled in a mess of limbs and blankets, staring up at the ceiling and trying to calm the trembling inside me.
The room was silent for a while—peaceful even—until Kai shifted, his voice breaking the quiet.
“Lena,” he said gently, his tone surprisingly
