CYRA
Greyson’s chest heaved in ragged breaths against mine, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and frustration that mirrored the turmoil churning inside me, while the heat of his skin contrasted the sudden chill settling in the air.
He said he didn’t know what was happening to him, and I believed it because this had never happened before. I could feel the tension in his muscles, the way his body had gone rigid from the raw embarrassment of this moment.
It tugged at my heart, pulling me closer even as doubt flickered in my chest about why this was happening now—after he had f****d that Omega.
Gently, I shifted to face him fully, the soft sheets slipping down my bare skin and brushing against his thigh in a whisper of contact as I straddled him once more. He straightened slowly, as if t
