Kieran's POV I grumbled when something tickled my cheek and tried to brush it away. “Quit it,” Caius said, unamused. “We’re almost there.” I’d barely managed to lift my head from his shoulder when I felt myself tumble backward, letting out a yelp. I came awake all at once the second my ass hit the mattress, a pained sound slipping past my lips. “Mother fucker,” I growled, rolling onto my side, glaring daggers at him as he stared down at me from the side of the bed. “Do you remember passing out on me?” He says. I frowned. We’d been doing it against the wall for the fourth time and I’d orgasmed and… “You need to start eating and drinking well” he says absently as he walks over to the bathroom. He disappeared inside, and when he came back a second later, he had a wet washcloth with him. I slapped his hand away when he went to press it to my forehead. “Don’t be childish,” he told me. “You’re dehydrated and exhausted. Wait here.” “Where are you going?” “To get you somethin
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