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I woke up sore, cheerful, and ready to take on the whole universe. Stretching, I look over at the mess of the bed. Sam’s long curls are beautifully scattered across her back. She’s flopped on her belly and slightly snoring with Felicity’s arm trapped under her belly.
Both of them are covered in pale green and purple bruises from fingers and palms, little red love bites from frenzied lips, slight healing scars from nails and teeth. We’re all covered in each other’s scents. I’m savoring a bite mark on my inner arm. The mental image of Sam with tears streaming down her face biting my arm mid-orgasm while I slam into her from behind is now a precious memory I’ll never stop summoning.
Shrugging my sweats on, I head downstairs. Even though we
