CHAPTER NINETEEN
Morgan’s POV:
Oh Goddess, I needed a cold shower.
I hadn't gotten nearly enough sleep last night—or this morning, to be more accurate. I didn't get home until shortly after two, and even then, sleep had been impossible.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw emerald green.
King Damian.
His mouth.
His hands.
That f*****g kiss.
He had taken me completely by surprise, and Goddess help me, I had enjoyed every second of it.
I didn't know what would have happened if Alex hadn't mind-linked me when Damian deepened the kiss.
Actually, that was a lie.
I had a pretty good idea.
Heat had exploded low in my abdomen the second his mouth claimed mine, and I had never experienced anything remotely similar before. Damian's touch, his taste, his scent—everything about him affecte
