Chapter 4

Lyra's POV.

Do you want to take a wild guess as to how many days it took to apparently fuck my brains out the window?

Three days.

Maybe even less.

I was in a constant state of heat with my body craving him desperately mere hours after each hard fuck. It was like I needed him to stay buried in me forever. It was insane, the feeling. Because not once did I ever feel used or filthy with him.

There was something so soothing about the way he would trace his fingers over every inch of my thick body. And…