The delicious smell of coffee, bacon, eggs, fruit, and pastries makes me open my eyes after our first intense night together. A night that I feel in every muscle in my body when I stretch out. It’s a delicious soreness that tells me I’ve been thoroughly well-loved by all my mates.Reaching out for them, I discover I’m alone in Jordan’s king-sized bed and the smell of breakfast seems a lot closer than the dining room. My mind mulls over the astounding change over the last twenty-four hours, and I release a content sigh. Yesterday I thought I’d never see their faces, dead or alive. Yesterday, I wondered if I’d be alive this morning, or whether I’d be sitting on the cold stone floor of the dungeon.Today, my heart feels light, and my mates are alive, and we may just have a future together. It’s only the beginning, but at least we’re free to go on this journey as mates. My silk robe feels especially good against my skin, and so does the leisurely walk through my mates’ bedrooms to the
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