Chapter 11 The Aftermath

Selene's POV

I woke up in Desmond's bed unsure of how I got there. His strong arms wrapped around my body softly pressing me against him. My head resting on his bare chest the steady rhythm of his heart beat and soft breaths vibrating through my ear. My right arm was draped around his firm abdomen. I was worried I'd done something I shouldn't have, noticing the feel of his bare skin beneath my touch. Realizing I was still fully dressed I exhaled a breath of relief. I laid still in his arms enjoying the calming sensation his mere presents broght me as I tried to account for last night's events.

I began to feel nauseated recalling the events that took place once I began to feel unwell last night. The sickening feel of a strangers unwanted touch upon my bare skin. Being so weak and disoriented, unable to defend myself. It all played back to me like a sadistic horror film. The sounds of a fight, unable to move as I struggled against the fabric binding my hands. The overwhelming fear of wha