Lumi POV
My eyes cracked open to sunlight slicing through the penthouse windows like it had a personal grudge. The ache hit me first—deep, delicious, everywhere. Every muscle protested in the best way, like my body was reminding me I’d been thoroughly f****d, owned, and left marked inside and out.
My n*****s were still hypersensitive, brushing against the tangled sheet and sending little sparks straight to my c**t.
Fuck, even my shoulders carried the faint imprint of his grip, the kind of bruises that would make smile in the mirror like dirty little trophies. I stretched experimentally and winced, a low groan slipping out.
I pushed up on one elbow, hair a wild mess tumbling over my face, and realized I was completely naked. The sheet had slipped to my waist, exposing my breasts, the
