Jasmine
The morning sun's rays crept through the gap in the curtains that covered the big glass slide door of the room. I was on top of someone and my head was resting on that person's chest.
As I blinked open and the sight of the tattoed neck came into my view, I soon recognized the person was Micheal.
Lucien's hand rested on my back whilst Archer's one quite interestingly remained on the top of my ass.
At this point, I did not doubt that Archer was addicted to my ass--Not after what I had experienced last night.
The surreal moments hit me like a frantic wave and I found the shiver crawling up my walls. The vampiric dominance they had, left my body to submit before they could even ask for it. Their passionate movements and soothing aftercare were what managed to prevent m
