The first thing I became aware of was warmth – delicious, all-encompassing warmth surrounding me from every side. I felt safe, protected, and... trapped.
My eyes flew open as memories flooded back. I was nestled between three large, naked male bodies. Kaelen's arm draped possessively over my waist from the left. Ronan's chest pressed against my back on the right. And somehow, Orion had ended up sprawled across the bottom of the bed, his arm thrown over my legs.
The events of last night crashed through my mind like a tidal wave. The fever. The triplets carrying me to bed. And then... Kaelen. My body flushed hot at the memory of his hands on me, my hands on him. Had that really happened, or had it been some fever dream?
I shifted slightly, trying to extract myself without waking them. Kaelen's arm tightened reflexively.
