Evelyn POV
I wake up because of the heat. Of all the times to wake up in heat when I want nothing to do with them is torture. My skin is coated in sweat, my hair damp and sticking to my face, and my stomach tightens as arousal washes over me.
Sitting upright in the bed, I toss the blanket off. My skin is burning, and my core is pulsating. Ryland pulls me against him when Orion walks in from downstairs. His eyes darken as I struggle to get out of Ryland’s hold.
Thaddeus is tossing and turning next to me. Arousal floods the bond as I hear Thaddeus growl, but hasn’t woken yet.
Desire courses through me, but I force it away. No way am I letting them touch me. I push against them, wanting their hands off me. Their touch makes me react to them, and I can’t help but moan at the feeling of t
