Thana
Bored, bored, bored.
I was beyond bored and I didn't know why. I had spent so long alone in my prison, but I had never been as frustrated as I was now. Maybe it had something to do with the little tastes of freedom I had experienced recently.
I wanted to be outside with the sun warming my skin, my hair lifted by the wind. I wanted to feel something other than the still, stale air caressing my skin.
Things like Caradoch's fingertips.
Or even better, his lips…and teeth.
Without meaning to, I let my hands fall down between my thighs, to the place he had bitten me. And I rubbed. I may as well have been rubbing against my clit. Pleasure blossomed through my core.
No, it didn't blossom—it erupted. Falling back onto the bed, I pressed down. My mouth fell open as I pressed down even
