Narine s pov
The first thing I registered when I finally came to was pain.
A dull, burning throb echoed in my bones, as if my entire body remembered every bruise, claw, and every whisper of agony I’d ever endured.
The second thing I noticed was, a warm solid arm draped over my waist, and the second tucked beneath my head, alternatively pinning both of my wrists gently.
The third thing I noticed was the heat. A comforting, enveloping warmth that seemed to seep into my skin, how good he smelled and how perfectly his body molded around mine.
And the last thing, what made me freeze in place was a poke.
Right on my lap.
I went rigid, my breath caught in my throat as my heart took off like a startled bird.
“No. No, no, no.” I screeched.
Wherever the strength came from, I didn’t questio
