Celeste

I couldn’t sleep no matter what I did. My fingers moved over myself, desperate, aching, until my body finally surrendered. I was spent, gasping, my chest heaving.

I never realized masturbation could feel this intense, and hearing Aria’s moans mixed with Jace’s thrusts only made it worse. Those bastards… they finally stopped at dawn.

After catching my breath, my eyes fell on the bed—it was soaked with my own wetness. Anyone could have guessed what I had done.

“Celeste, you’re beyond saving,” I muttered under my breath, my cheeks burning.

I forced myself up and dragged my tired body to the bathroom, stripping the sheets from the bed. The...