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ALICE

How many knots was this? I couldn’t even guess. My days were blending together and the constant need to satisfy my mates was the only thing on my mind.

I gave in after day two and decided to rest in Rian’s arms, although I still feel like it's a forced event every few days. It wasn't really fair when I was sitting in his giant arms, leaning into his chest as he leaned against the headboard, and Sebastian was pressed up behind me whispering sweet nothings to me. Who could resist falling asleep to that? The environment they created demanded sleep. 

Nothing could touch me here, and I’d hate to see what was left of anyone who dared try. 

Sebastian’s fangs were nipping at my skin with a feather-like perfection that was both soothing and creating a growing need.