Silvia
The steam from the bathroom made my skin flush--though it might have been the lingering heat from Alpha Sherman's kisses.
Inside, I felt like I'd been shattered into countless pieces, a chaotic mess of emotions.
Alpha Sherman's fingers traced slowly down my bare spine, his movements deliberate and reverent.
I could feel his gaze studying me, which should have been comforting--his touch, his warmth, his closeness should all have relaxed me, but my heart was in turmoil.
I hated feeling this way, not hating him, but hating this state I was in: the storm in my chest refusing to calm, Zack's words clinging to me like a second skin.
I hated myself even more for letting those words burrow inside, planting seeds of doubt.
I had never been in a situation like this-- never used s*x to
