CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ELEVENThe morning light felt like a physical assault against my eyelids when I finally forced them open.I lay perfectly still on the massive silk-lined bed, my breath caught in my throat as a wave of deep, localized soreness made itself known.My head throbbed with a dull, persistent ache, but that was nothing compared to the distinct, bruised ache burning between my legs.The heavy, explicit memories of the previous night came rushing back into my mind with the force of a sudden, brutal slap.I buried my face directly into the plush pillows, letting out a low, horrified groan that vibrated against the mattress.I actually begged them.I couldn't believe that I had actually wept, screamed, and practically demanded that Seraphina and Dante have sex with me.Like, what the hell was wrong with me?Never in my entire life, not even in my wildest, most private thoughts, would I have believed that I could come to this.I had completely thrown away all my pride, all
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