Chapter 150: Bexley's P.O.V.

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"Are you sure this is a good idea right now?" Cyprian asked while my tongue tangled with Poseidon's. Posey must have been worried Cyp was going to stop us, because he grabbed my a.ss and lifted me off my feet. Just a little. Enough to spin us around and pin me to the wall with his body. His entire body too. He engulfed me, smothered me with his scent, plunged his tongue into my mouth like he was addicted to my taste. And I ate up every bit of it. I keep getting spurts of what we've done before. All that missing time. But it's just bits and pieces. Flashes of memories too foggy to really remember. Which means that I don't really remember how it feels. It didn't feel this good to be touched by them before though. It felt amazing, but not like this. Not this intense. I crave it deep in my

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