Her scent is like a sweet poison. I wish to drown in it.
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Shame tints my cheeks to a dark pink. Only meters away from the bed, Theo is lying down half-naked. He turns around so his back is on display with a few red welts on his skin. It is a striking reminder of the punishment he took the night before merely for being involved with me as a slave.
More shame engulfs me. I am a terrible person.
While I'd been going through my heat and being pleasured by Soren, Theo had been in pain, feverish and possibly unable to sleep because of us. Squeezing my eyes shut, I try to ignore the embarrassment, shame and darkening thoughts grasping at my chest and throat. It is done now, there is no point in wallowing over it; I try to breathe out any negativity slowly and focus on the present.
