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Gabriela, The Next Morning
Atlans were formidable. Huge. Dominant. They had an intense gaze that could scare the pants off someone. They definitely scared the pants off me, and in a very good way. Well, not all of them. Just one Atlan in particular. And when he got my pants off… he was even more dominant, and huge in all the right places. I should have been exhausted since my two guys kept me up all night.
Jori had suffered no effects from the transport, consistently hungry and eager for snuggles no matter if it were day or night. The same went for his father. Jorik was consistently hungry… for me, and I hadn’t been out of his arms all night. This morning, I’d woken up on top of him, my head resting in the crook of his shoulder. I didn’t remember climbing on top of him, or if Jorik h
