TWENTY-ONE
CAMILE
By the time it was the weekend and we had to leave Italy, I couldn't even remember the number of orgasms Kael and Arlo had wrung from my body.
And each one more soul-shattering than the last, leaving me raw and sated in ways I have never imagined.
Italy had remade me, not just with scenery and gelato-sweet distractions, but through the relentless way these two powerful men… two powerful Alphas claimed every inch of me.
They made me feel wanted, devoured, alive in a pulse that drowned out everything else.
For once, I didn’t even remember who Zane or Emma was.
There was only Kael and Arlo, the two infuriatingly sexy supernatural men with the s*x stamina of gods who took it upon themselves to piece me back together, one hard thrust at a time.
Packing was a blur.
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