Waking up between Finn and Saint was like waking up between sexy, series man heaters whose hands caress your body even in their sleep. Every time I woke up a hand was in a new place with no part of me being off limits. Last night they had moved another bed into Saint’s room since it was the most organized and clean. Declan and Connor had slept on each side of the guys with their hands reaching over a few times last night.
“How are you feeling, baby?” Saint whispered wrapping his around my waist pulling me closer to him and his elephant sized hard-on. “You sore? Need anything?”
My heart officially melted. Aisling’s fangs wanted to drop and bite down claiming him as mine, but the thought of morning breath was causing me pause.
“You smell so good, Meadow. Your skin is the softest thing I
