Olivera stirred from her second sleep for the day, her eyes winding open and shut as she tried to comprehend where she was at the moment.
Her wandering right hand grasped and held the bedsheets, and she moaned, enjoying the feel.
She sat up straight, using her hand to take a wipe at her eye, wakening her up the more.
"Still here..." She muttered, taking in the room's interior.
Not again. She thought, as her mind was assailed with thoughts of Raul and their sexual escapades. She still couldn't believe that she had been so brazen for a virgin. She had even egged him on. What had she been thinking? Jeremy would be so disappointed if he found out that she had been the one that had pushed the Alpha to the edge. Being forced into it was an entirely different case.
But wasn't it better this way?
She sighed, throwing her legs down the bed, willing herself to perhaps try the door again. She was hungry.
