** Paige’s POV **
I wake up before the sun. The room is dark but warm. I can hear all four of my men breathing around me, their breaths soft and even.
My mind drifts back to what happened before I passed out into the deepest sleep I think I’ve ever had. My cheeks flush as I replay every moment. I feel as though I should feel ashamed, that I should regret it, but I don’t. Not even a little. With them, it felt right. Completely, breathtakingly right.
As a woman raised in human society, I was taught that s*x is supposed to be private, monogamous, and polite. That women who stray outside those rules are cheap or desperate or broken. That sharing yourself with more than one man makes you something to whisper about. But none of that applies here, not to me, not to us.
It’s strange, realising
