The morning light slid across the bed in thin gold lines, catching on the sheen of sweat still clinging to my skin.
I still could not believe that they had f****d me, fed me breakfast, and then proceeded to massage my aching body till I fell asleep in their arms.
I turned my head around slightly to observe my surroundings, and from the looks of things, I had woken between them, Kael’s arm heavy across my waist, Riven’s hand curled loosely around my thigh as if even in sleep, he refused to let go.
I hadn’t expected the hunger in their eyes when I stirred. The obvious need was quieter this time, deeper. Not the sharp edge of need from before, but something heavier. Intentional.
Riven was the first to move, his lips brushing the side of my neck in a kiss that lingered longer than a gree
