Silvia
Pain was the first sensation that greeted me when I woke up--a dull ache radiating from my back as if I'd been attacked by some monstrous beast.
I snapped open my eyes abruptly.
The room was bathed in the dim, gray light filtering through half-open curtains.
I tried to move but immediately winced, a soft groan escaping my lips. "Oh fuck.."
My body ached like I'd been through a violent shift on a full moon.
Every joint protested, every muscle carried that peculiar mixture of soreness and satisfaction. When I attempted to stretch, I instantly regretted it--my thighs, my ass, my lower back, everything ached.
"Moon Goddess, what did we even do last night..."
The thought died halfway as I turned my head to look at my body, my eyes widening instantly.
Mate marks -- they were ever
