Shocking realization

Camille's POV

I bit my lip waiting for Gavriel. I heard the door click as he walked into the showroom. My stomach rolled in anticipation, and I tried to calm my shaky nerves.

His heat sheathed me. He stood close. I closed my eyes briefly, relishing his scent. A scent that was so damned familiar.

"The zip?" He asked in a husky tone.

A very familiar husky tone.

I had thought my dream was weird. Hazel couldn't be Gavriel. Hazel was... Crazy? Demanding. Domineering. He wasn't afraid to push my limits. To make me his slut.

And Gavriel?

My eyes widened. He wasn't exactly different either. He was demanding too. They were both huge men. They both enjoyed that wicked pleasure of spanking me. And their eyes.

I clamped a hand over my mouth. Both men had hazel eyes.

Gavriel's hand found the zip to the dress I wore. As he dragged it down, his knuckles brushed against my back, causing me to arch against him.

"Fuck, Camille," he hissed. "Don't do that,"

...Take it pet...

Good heavens,