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Messy, sleepy, endless love. END OF CHAPTER 107

Part One: Since Rae couldn't lie down, she decided to sit up and read. She took the time to read a couple of chapters. Once she was done, she put her bookmark in the book and set it on her nightstand. She tried to lie down again, and she was okay. She knew she just needed to give her food a chance to digest. Rae went to sleep soon after. When she woke up, it was around 3pm. She went, reaching for her phone. She saw it was on 7%. She hurried and plugged it in.

Tonight, I’m done fighting it. I’m lying on my bed wearing nothing but a tiny black lace thong, my nipples hard from the cool air and anticipation. My heart pounds as I slowly spread my thighs, already soaked. The wetness has been dripping down my folds for hours just thinking about him. The door to my bedroom creaks open.

Within seconds of me getting in June started up the engine, put the truck in drive, and started to drive out of the apparatus bay. By the time we had finished the call and made it back to the station, we still had about 2 more hours left until our shift was over and we were all dead tired, so exhausted that after everyone hit the showers they were all knocked out cold but for some reason I wasn’t. Usually, if I was this exhausted I’d be knocked out just like the rest of them but no here I was on my phone scrolling through F******k because for some reason I couldn’t go to sleep no matter how tired I was. It was like my body was so tired of fighting whatever was keeping me up that it had given

Sarah woke up slowly, the kind of lazy morning where her body remembered everything before her mind caught up. She was naked, pressed between Ethan’s solid warmth on one side and Lucy’s soft curves on the other. Alex was sprawled across the bottom of the bed, one arm draped over Lucy’s calf. The sheets were a disaster — twisted, damp in places, carrying the unmistakable scent of hours of sex. She breathed it in and felt her pussy respond immediately, a deep, warm pulse that made her thighs press together.

This delightful scent gently tugged me from the depths of sleep, even before the first tentative fingers of sunlight dared to touch the windows. I blinked slowly, a luxurious stretch arching my spine beneath the silken sheets. My body ached, but it was the best kind of ache—a lingering symphony of soft kisses pressed to sensitive skin, of whispered words exchanged under a blanket of shattered stars, and the profound comfort of three sets of strong, warm arms holding me through the long, peaceful night. “Morning, sleepy Luna.” Ryder’s voice, a melodic blend of teasing and lazy affection, floated to me from beyond the bedroom door, pulling a soft smile to my lips. It was a familiar sound alrea

“You look tired,” Anna said softly. “Go ahead and sleep.” Her hand moves to comb through his damp bleached blond hair soothingly. Zack melts into her touch, the gentle combining of her fingers through his damp blond hair sending waves of relaxation through his exhausted body. A contented sigh escapes him, and his eyes flutter closed completely. “Mmm, don’t stop,” he murmurs sleepily, nuzzling further into her palm. “Feels so good when you do that.” His voice grows thicker with impending sleep as the tension drains from his shoulders. Within moments, his breathing evens out into a deep, steady rhythm against her chest. The arm wrapped around her waist loosens its grip slightly as unconsciousn

Returning to the room I climb into bed properly, stripping back to his T-shirt and pick up a book from my bedside table, some light-hearted romance Leila gave me that never piqued my interest back then. It’s not too late but it’s past seven, so going to bed isn’t exactly unheard of. It’s not long before my over exhausted mind drifts off mid-sentence. * * * “Baby, no!” Jake’s disappointed voice breaks into my sleepy state. “I had plans for you.” His voice is husky and thick but I’m too tired to open my eyes.

Unfortunately, people like me sleep with one eye open because we never know who will come after us. Carrying her down the hallway, I stop in front of the guest room, but my legs refuse to move any further. Looking down at Sophia, I take a deep breath and inhale her sweet scent. I don’t think about what I’m going to do when I turn to my door and lay her on my bed. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol, but I’m too tired to fight this. All I want to do is hold her, if only for a moment. Sophia whimpers softly and curls her body over the mattress. I look down to see that she’s still wearing her dress and reach into my dresser for a plain t-shirt. As quickly as I can, I remove her dress and cover her

Beside her, Thane stirred, his chest rising and falling with the slow rhythm of deep sleep. River's gaze drifted, lost in the lingering haze of a dream that had left her feeling warm and cherished. Her eyes, still heavy with sleep, shone with a soft, ethereal light, as if the moon itself had left a piece of its gentle glow within her. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the quiet intimacy of the moment, the gentle rise and fall of Thane's chest, and the soft, peaceful beating of River's own heart.