Amelia’s POV
I was staring into the most lifeless pair of eyes I’ve ever seen. They had no reflection and they looked more dangerous than I’ve seen them.
Whatever I’d thought to say, all of my apologies and explanations got caught in my throat as my teeth gritted and I convulsed again.
Apparently, I wasn’t done getting down from my orgasm. My body shook violently and coupled with the pleasure that was making my toe curl, there was the pain that was making me wince too.
Part of the wounds had healed but there were still more that were opened and needed more time or in my case, more of Castriel’s touches and maybe even kisses to heal.
“I’m—“ I tried to force the words out but Castriel smiled and like a bile, everything got stuck in my throat again as goosebumps filled my battered skin.
