(Amaia)
Alnilam chose exactly that moment to be intimate with Jamina when Alnitak had his tongue inside me and his knee against my clit.
The pain radiates through me like a hot iron rod being shoved into my guts and heart. I try to ignore it but fail miserably.
No, no, please not right now. I beg in my heart but pain intensifies. It coils like a burning whip inside me.
I sit up and clutch my heart and thigh as my vision tunnels from the pain. Alnitak instantly stops, understanding that something is wrong with me.
I can't even tell him.
"Amaia? What's wrong?" He gently holds my shoulders and rubs my back while I wrestle with pain, unable to speak.
My fingers curl over my heart, digging into the fabric. It intensifies, like the deadly waves of an angry sea, each bringing its own misery and suffering for me.
My teeth bite down hard on my lower lip so I won't make a sound, it's already enough that this episode is happening in front of Alnitak.
