Lila woke up slowly, the kind of lazy wake-up that happens when your body is still buzzing from the night before. Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains of the cabin, warm across her bare skin. She was tangled in the sheets, naked, with the faint scent of sweat, s*x, and something earthy like leather and hay still clinging to her.
A heavy arm draped over her waist. Cole. His broad chest pressed against her back, breathing deep and even. On her other side, Ryder sprawled on his stomach, one leg thrown over hers, blond hair messy across the pillow. Both men were still asleep, but even in rest their bodies looked powerful — muscles relaxed but ready, c***s soft but still impressive against their thighs.
She shifted a little and felt the delicious ache between her legs and in her ass. M
