Safe Arms

Sienna’s POV

The room was quiet now.

My heart was still beating fast, though not from fear or pain. It was the kind of fast that came from being completely overwhelmed — by touch, by love, by the weight of everything I had felt in the past few hours. My body was sore, my legs tangled in sheets and limbs, my skin still buzzing where they had kissed me, touched me, worshipped me.

I was in the middle