Artemisia
I wake up feeling more sore than I ever felt.
But how good it feels.
The ‘just another round’ ended up being another three rounds. And even if I didn’t get them to f**k me like I begged them to, I couldn’t fall asleep feeling more satisfied.
At least I managed to convince them to get off on me.
Them covering me in their c*m was as exciting as it was new to me.
I chuckle to myself as I remember Riccardo being a total lame duck in bed, and just a few days ago, there I was, thinking he was the best I would ever get.
Mate bonds, what a scam.
Opening my eyes, I find Matthew lying next to me. He is snoring lightly as his sculpted chest heaves, just covered partly by the blanket.
Turning my head, I caress my hair out of my face and see Logan lying on the other side of
