LENA’S POV

Morning light was already leaking through the edges of the curtains when I woke up sore, sticky, and still tied loosely by one wrist to the headboard.

Five men slept around me in various states of naked exhaustion. Dominic on my left, one heavy arm across my stomach. Kane behind me, cock soft against the back of my thigh. The others sprawled across the massive bed like they’d fought a war and won.

I slipped my wrist free.

They stirred when I sat up.

Dominic’s eyes opened first. Dark. Still hungry.

I swung a leg over his hips and settled my bare cunt right against his half-hard cock....