LYRA’S POV

My eyes fluttered open when Ryker walked out of the room. When I woke up, I felt his eyes on me before I could even open them, and so I decided to quietly stay that way.

I was feeling ashamed, especially after telling him off, only to shamelessly cling to him and beg him to fuck me hard. A deep sigh left my lips, and I turned to have my back to the bed while my eyes faced the ceiling.

My feelings were messy, jumbled in fact. They got worse with the sudden ache I felt between my ...