I wake up the next morning and stretch before feeling hands grabbing at me. Opening my eyes, I realize I am between Dragus and Matitus. Their arousal through the bond flooded into me. I gaze softly at both of them, still fast asleep, wondering what they were dreaming about. Or was it my movement that aroused them? I try sitting up, but Matitus chucks his arm over me knocking me back down and Dragus chucks his leg over my abdomen, squishing my bladder even more.
Seriously, they expect me to sleep in their bed, yet I end up squashed and smothered. I elbow Matitus, he groans, and I think he may wake when he suddenly pulls me against him. His hot skin makes me feel hot and tingly as his bare skin brushes mine. Hearing laughter, I lift my head. Silas is sitting in the armchair at the end of t
