Chapter 44: Foundations

Their scent, Talon's feral male, Kieran's cold pine, Ronan's cedar-wood warmth was my first knowing. Heat enveloped me, a solid pressure of arms and hard muscle pressing me gently down upon the mattress. Talon's arm was a weight across my ribs, his face buried in my hair. Ronan's hand rested upon my...

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