Evelyn’s POV

I awoke to heat, of all the times to wake up in heat when I wanted nothing to do with them was torture. My skin coated in sweat, my hair damp and sticking to my face and my stomach tightening as arousal washes over me. Sitting upright in the bed, I toss the blanket off. My skin burning and my core pulsating. Ryland pulling me against him when Orion walks in from downstairs his eyes darkening as I struggle to get out of Ryland’s hold. Thaddeus tossing and turning next to me, arousal flooding the bond before I hear Thaddeus growls but hasn’t woken yet.

Desire coursing through...