The room was quiet except for the sound of our breathing. My body was heavy against the sheets, and my skin was still tingling where their hands and mouths had been.
The air was warm with the scent of us, thick enough that it curled into my lungs with every slow inhale.
Kael lay on one side of me, propped on his elbow, his steady gaze roaming over me like he was committing the sight to memory.
Riven was on the other, half reclined, one arm draped loosely across my waist as if to keep me anchored between them.
I didn’t have the strength to move. My legs were still trembling from the way they’d both taken me, my chest rising and falling slowly.
The bond was quiet now, not pulling and burning, but humming low and deep, like it had settled into a rhythm of its own.
Kael’s hand reached f
