Mundo de ficçãoIniciar sessão"Time to wake up, doll." Alec murmured; a gentle hand pressed against my shoulder.
"No." I groaned, grasping at the warmth that remained in bed.
My source of heat was coming from the other man in my bed, the one who curled his arms around my waist, nuzzling his face into my hair with a content groan. The heat seemed to radiate from the twins in waves, and I noticed the thin sheen of sweat that coated my body. Kade smelled of citrus and wood, a crackling b





