~Zirah~
Ecstasy rolls through my being, leaving me shaking from the spent energy. My heart pounds like a drum in my chest as I struggle to regain my breath. Shivers course up my spine, causing the fine hairs on the back of my neck to prickle. Regan and Zeke, I can't quite put my finger on what to make of them; knowing they are but different sides of the same coin, one potentially more dangerous than the other. Yet as Regan's fingers stroke his length gently, his lips still damp and warm from my release, I find an odd sense of assurance. I can feel their desire burning hot, just like the flames in the fireplace. Zeke moves from under me, and I lay staring at the ceiling, ready for a nap before the sun comes up soon. Yet it's clear Regan has other plans and so does Zeke as I feel him move,
