Eden’s POV

I collapse into bed, still warm with both of their scents, and it swarms my mind all at once how much I love lying in bed with them both. I dare to go to sleep, a yawn pulling from my lips, but the brothers both make a growling, disapproving noise.

“You are not going to sleep,” Dante huffs, slightly offended. “You better wake up, kitten, or I’ll do it for you.”

Slightly tempted by such a salacious threat, I bury my face into my pillow ...