ELARA’S POV
Theron. Theron’s hand. Theron’s c**k. Theron’s hand on his c**k. Growling my name. The image wouldn’t leave my mind, playing repeatedly as I tossed and turned, willing myself to fall asleep. f**k.
I threw my legs over the edge of the bed, sitting up. It was hot in here. I needed to get a breath of fresh air. I looked at the glass double doors leading out to the balcony I had yet to explore. I made my way, slipping outside quietly.
Looking around, I realized I couldn’t see anything. The entire balcony was drenched in darkness, not so much as moonlight helping. I looked up at the sky. It was cloudy. Figures.
I inched towards what I knew would be the balcony's edge, stumbling a little when I ran into it. I braced my hands on the stone edges, taking a deep breath. It felt coole
