I woke up the next morning with the sun shining in my face. My eyes fluttered open and I looked down. Acaisia was still asleep wrapped around me. I had to fight down my amusement at the sight.
My little mate, who claims to hate me, was practically laying on top of me. She had her legs on either side of me, her face buried in the middle of my chest, one hand around my neck shoved into my hair, and one had next to her face on my chest.
How the f**k am I supposed to wake her up by eating her out like this?
Before I had to think to much about it, Acaisia wiggled before rolling off of me onto her back. Again, I had five seconds to dwell on loss of her before she yanked my head to her. Acaisia pulled me by my hair and shoved my face on her bare chest. Her fingers tangled in my hair, holding
