AKIRAThe room was quiet, the storm of our bodies had been replaced by a different kind of tension. He lay beside me, his chest rising and falling slower now, the sharp edge of his anger gone, but something was still in his gaze. He didn’t speak. And he didn’t need to. Just the weight of him there, the heat still lingering, made the air between us feel weird.I traced a finger over my own skin, over the places his hands had left marks, and I shivered, not from cold, but from the vulnerability I couldn’t hide. Lying there, naked, I felt raw in a way I hadn’t allowed anyone to see. Did he notice it? Did he know how tightly I had clung to him, how willingly my body had betrayed my anger?Part of me ached for him, a hollow craving that tied with frustration. And part of me flinched, knowing that every touch, every whispered gasp, every furious kiss had only tied me closer to him, and to danger. Kaiden had a way of leaving his mark, not just on skin, but on everything beneath it: my pride,
Last Updated : 2025-09-30 Read more