Nina gently pried away the arms wrapped around her and pushed herself up slightly.
Then—hesitantly—she looked to the left.
Then to the right.
And finally… down at herself.
Oh. My. God.
So many… perfectly sculpted, dangerously alluring bodies. And not a single thread of clothing on any of them.
They lay there completely bare, without the slightest attempt at modesty.
Her memories came rushing back.
And Nina felt as though thunder had exploded in her mind.
Last night… She had completely lost control and... And not only that—she had been the one taking the lead.
At least in the first half of the night, she'd still been conscious…
But after that…
Her gaze swept over the marks on their bodies—scratches, faint bite marks––and her face burned.
Had she really been that… wild?
Even if the strange energy from that crystal had influenced her, she had still been aware.
While she was silently spiraling in self-reproach, a large hand suddenly wrapped around her waist.
