My head was on Rik’s chest, his arm curved around my back, his hand on my stomach. Mehen had his head on Rik too. Daire had wedged himself in partially between Guillaume and Rik, but my knight’s thigh was tossed over mine, his groin hot against mythigh.
“Can you all sleep likethis?”
“Of course,” they all replied except for Mehen, who said, “Fuck, no. But no Blood is going to waste time sleeping when he’s in his queen’sbed.”
Guillaume grunted. “The snake has apoint.”
“Dragon,” Mehenretorted.
Daire purredlouder.
Smiling, I closed my eyes, enveloped by myBlood.
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