Chapter 45: Aftermath and Possession
(Scarlet's POV)
I didn't know a body could collapse so completely. It wasn't just pleasure; it was a total, terrifying loss of control. My lungs gasped for air that wouldn't come, and my mind went blank. Not from confusion, but from sensory overload. It was a white-hot static, erasing everything. I was drowning in a tidal wave of sensation, drifting in the aftermath, when I felt him again. Before I could even recover from the tremors, Damon pushed back inside.
My body was hypersensitive, raw from the climax I'd just ridden out. As he entered, I couldn't help but spasm. My inner muscles clenched around him involuntarily. My inner thighs ached with a dull, throbbing soreness, yet the returning excitement forced them to wrap tightly around his waist.
