KieranI wake up in pieces.My first coherent thought is that I’m sore. Not just the dull, muscular ache I usually feel in the mornings now. This is a deep, specific, intimate soreness. My throat is raw, my hips feel bruised, and my ass is on fire.I’m face-down in the pillow, breathing in leather, heat, and the raw, unmistakable scent of sex. A heavy, possessive weight is slung over the back of my thighs, pinning me to the mattress.Alexei.It al
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