Chapter 14: One Good Reason
Renar was left shocked—his breath ragged, his entire body boiling with frustration, his urge ripped away without warning.
"Wh—what are you talking about?"
Lethia swallowed hard. "I—I yelled for us to stop."
Renar's brows knitted, his jaw tight. "Are you even listening to yourself? When the fuck did you tell me to stop?"
"During all that, when we—" She froze, the word kissed catching in her throat. "I screamed in my mind for us to stop, but—"
Her voice wavered. She tore her gaze away, suddenly ashamed of her own nonsense.
Her fingers curled into her palms, trembling. What the hell just happened?
She had kissed him. No—forced herself on him.
And yet... through every searing, breath-stealing moment, she had been screaming inside for it to stop. But her body hadn't listened.
It had moved on its own, reckless, desperate—
Like a shameless, slut-dazed doll.