I woke fully to the heavenly smells of my mates and pancakes. My body was pleasantly sore in several places and my hair was disheveled. I was naked and alone in the bed, but that didn’t last for long.
“Finally awake, Beautiful?” Brandon says. I squint to see him standing at the door with two cups of coffee in his hand. He is wearing a pair of boxers and nothing else. I see the fading hickies on his skin from last night, as well as some new ones. He and Zak must have had some fun time while I slept.
“I don’t know. You might have to come and help motivate me to get up.”
He eagerly walks towards me, setting the coffee cups on the dresser before sitting beside me on the bed. Brandon leans down, smoothing my hair back.
“Goddess, you are gorgeous,” he
