[EDITING] ALPHA UNIVERSE #5: DESIROUS

CHAPTER 13

The first thing Harin sensed was the warmth around her.

Her senses stirred as her body slowly woke, her system sluggishly coming back online. A rush of energy coursed through her veins, faint but undeniable, signaling her body's fight to recover.

A soft twitch escaped her, though a sharp, punching pain in her abdomen followed, pulling a small whimper from her lips.

She's still sick.

The remnants of her ordeal hit her like a truck, piecing together memories that made her want to bury herself in shame and regret.

She peeled one eye open, her blurry vision adjusting until she saw the hard planes of a chest beneath her cheek. The warmth, the solidity—it was unmistakable. She was lying on top of him.

And that's when everything came flooding back.

How she had pathetically begged, her instincts pushing her to assert dominance in reflexive desperation. But in the end, she had submitted.

She remembered the hands—his hands—dancing across her body, leaving trails of both fire and shivers in their wake. The way he had played her body with precision, serving her the greatest pleasures she'd ever experienced.

Her body quivered at the memory of his dark, commanding gaze as he pushed her to her limits, his voice coaxing, his dominance undeniable.

She must have fainted from sheer exhaustion.

But amidst the whirlwind of sensations and memories, only one thing stood out: her submission.

"You're awake," came a raspy voice, pulling her from the chaotic replay of the night before. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine," she mumbled, though the weakness in her voice betrayed her.

Jeno chuckled, a sound that was equal parts amused and knowing. "Liar."

She felt him shift beneath her, his strong hands gripping her waist as he carefully sat up, his movements fluid and deliberate. Harin found herself straddling his lap, her head still resting against his chest as his warmth enveloped her.

"What time is it?" she asked groggily.

"Adventure Time," he quipped with a teasing grin.

"Jeno," she growled lowly.

He laughed, the sound rich and unbothered. "7:20."

Her eyes flew open in panic. "What!?"

"Shh, I'm still tired," he murmured, nuzzling into her hair like they hadn't just spent the night entangled in primal chaos.

"I should be the one who's tired!" she snapped, her voice rising.

Jeno only smirked, the cocky tilt of his lips grating her nerves. "I did everything, sweetheart. And handling your raging dominance? Yeah, that took its toll."

Harin glared. "It's in my nature! Maybe next time, you could just let me top."

"I'll die first," he shot back, utterly unfazed.

Silence settled over them, the tension palpable. Yet, for some reason, it wasn't unpleasant.

Harin chuckled softly, surprising herself.