MARIA POV
I woke up to an empty bed, the sheets still warm but no Dax or Henry in sight. The ache between my thighs was a reminder of exactly why I’d slept like the dead. I reached for my phone on the nightstand, the screen lighting up to reveal the time—8:12 a.m.
“Damn,” I mumbled, scrubbing a hand over my face. Guess I was tired. Well, after round three of being absolutely wrecked by the twins, I had begged them to stop. My body had given out before my mouth could form another coherent sentence. They’d taken me hard and rough, exactly the way I liked it, until I had no choice but to tap out. And yet, here I was, missing them already.
I unlocked my phone and immediately saw a new voice message from the group chat we shared. Pressing play, Henry’s deep, velvety voice came through, smoo
