28. Rune
Rune
The breath is pushed from my lungs as my heart goes from steady to racing.
Overwhelmed, I bend and brace my hands on my knees, gasping for air.
“What the hells?”
I squeeze my eyes shut.
This isn’t my reaction to something. This feels like someone else’s.
With my eyes closed, I picture him.
His onyx gaze. His strong features. His build. The breadth.
This is his racing heart.
Worry tries to grip my nerves.
If his heart is racing, he could be in trouble.
But… I don’t feel worried. I feel… horny.
Blood roars through my ears and pulses between my thighs.
And dear gods, I can’t take it anymore.
Standing, I spin around and rush to my bathroom.
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