Chapter Twelve

I woke the next morning to the sound of birds and the warmth of the sun on my bare skin. I stretched and groaned when I felt the aches from all over my body. The best kinds of aches and pains. I looked and found my mates asleep on either side of me, their naked bodies a tantalizing treat in the sunlight. I sat up and ran my hand through my hair, hissing at the number of tangles, twigs and leaves in the strands.

I got to my feet and stretched fully, groaning as everything popped, ached and felt so much better. My skin was covered in bruises and bites and nail marks, their possession and claiming of me plain to see. I grinned and looked at them, giggling softly upon noticing the state of their hair and the nail marks present on their backs. It was a very good night indeed.

They definitely kept their word and had their way with me underneath the moonlight, over and over again. I lost count of how many times they brought me screaming over the edge, only recalling I finally said no more