Sweet Dreams
Mikhail repeats , his voice dropping into that low, dangerous growl that sends shivers straight down my spine.
My breath catches, my body tightening, heat rushing through me so fast it makes my head spin.
“Fuck…” I gasp, my fingers gripping tighter, my thoughts completely gone, replaced by nothing but need raw, overwhelming need.
My voice breaks when I finally say it, louder this time, like I can’t hold it back anymore—
“You… both! My daddies,” I breathe out my words sounding like a plea, a surrender.
𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔!