***WARNING: s****l violence and consensual non-consent in this chapter***
The sun was barely peeking through the clouds when I was roused awake. A grumble came from my throat in protest as I attempted to roll back over and sleep, but instead was met with a gentle kiss. My eyes slid open, narrowing as I took in Mike’s lopsided grin and c****d eyebrow; I groaned, remembering the way these two worked me over, still feeling the aches in my body. A smooth hand touched my cheek and pulled my face in the opposite direction, and my eyes connected with Zach’s pools of swirling amber.
“How do you feel?” He asked, concerned etched in his handsome face. I smiled and stretched all four of my limbs, letting out a satisfied moan that had both men laughing.
“I guess pretty good then” he said, satisfied
