Ash’s POV
I woke up feeling like someone had poured lead into my veins, every muscle heavy, every thought tangled in last night’s mess…mostly coz I had slept in the woods to escape from Rowan.
Regret sitting thick in my throat like bile I couldn’t swallow, shame burning low and steady under my skin, but underneath it all this strange sense of peace and yearning and pride I couldn’t explain, couldn’t admit even to myself.
I refused to think about how curious I was, how I lived for seeing him that way, the way only I could see, not anyone else, the way he’d lost control, come undone under my mouth, moaning my name like a prayer and a curse, his body shuddering.
His hands shaking in my hair, it made me feel powerful and filthy all at once, like I held something precious and dangerous, s
