Cora
I stared blankly at the marbled wall, letting the warm torrents cascade down my body and soothe the soreness that was weirdly lasting way much longer than I expected. I mean it was my day two of successfully avoiding Logan after that night. It ought to be gone by now, isn't it?
Frankly, I have never been sore before because I have never experienced what I did with him. It was just so...raw. My brain was still fogged and so was my wolf, who just couldn't stop replaying everything over and over again like a damn movie on repeat. Some of it was literally like watching porn, but a much better, sophisticated version. I sighed and cracked my neck, liking and hating this weird feeling at the same time.
Logan got his way with me big time. I knew he was quite something to handle with all
