Extricate

The sweet scent of something cooking was the first thing that reached me. I let out a yawn, squinting as I looked around. My brain was slow, still processing, until my gaze fell to my naked chest. Then, everything came rushing back. I sat up straight, my heart pounding wildly. I swallowed hard, tracing a finger from my lips down to my neck. When I shifted, an intense, agonizing soreness flared between my legs. I gasped, trying to stand, but it was useless. He was a beast. I couldn’t keep up with his speed until I finally passed out. Oh God, that's so embarrassing. The door slammed open as if on cue, making me shriek. I covered my upper body, even though he had already seen everything. When our gazes met, I felt the intensity of a hunter’s eyes—sharp, captivating, and impossible to hide from. My eyes roamed over his perfectly well-built body, sculpted by some fabled craftsman. As he stepped closer, I crawled back. I couldn’t read his thoughts and was terrified of what he might do next.