Chapter 23 – The aftermath.
Aurora's POV
I fluttered my eyes open and immediately released a ragged groan, then whipped my head, noticing I was still in Orion's room, tangled in his sheets. I blinked, trying to sit up, but my body throbbed with a painstaking ache as a sharp pain shot through my core, and I literally couldn’t feel my legs.
Before I could panic, the door peeled open, and Orion stepped into the room, half-naked and carrying a tray.
My eyes instinctively tracked his chest to where he had repeatedly bitten his own shoulders during the rut, which was gone. I quickly looked away, my cheeks burning with a sudden shyness as my mind flooded with memories. I remembered how shamelessly I had begged for his mark against the kitchen wall. Did I really want it? If I did want it, woul
