"It's called f*****g, Annecy," Aimes said, casually rolling off of me. "I just properly f****d my fated mate for the first time, and it was amazing. You should try it sometime."
His blatant honesty, paired with the obvious note of pride in his voice, dissolved any shame I might've felt at being caught. I was his, and he gave zero f***s who knew it.
A grin blossomed over my face. "It's true."
I felt just how true it was in my liquid bones and my twirling heart.
The hungry, almost filthy look he gave me as he rose from the bed, stark naked and unapologetic about it, thrilled my senses all the way down to my curled toes.
Annecy blushed and looked away. "I-I heard screaming."
"We like it loud." Aimes scooped down to pick up his clothes.
"Sorry to worry you though," I added, my at
