Nikolai's drowsy eyes unfolded. His body was stiff from sleeping in a strange position, and the scent of a woman's perfume lingered in the room. "Wait..." He mumbled to himself as he looked around the room to find it in a chaotic state. "This isn't my room."
That's when a soft body rolled beneath the quilt, letting out a cute groan. "Nn.... everything hurts...." Anya's hoarse voice was like a croaking frog as she reached out, gripped Nikolai's arm, and pulled him closer.
"Oh..."
As he fell forward, his hands sank into her soft pillows, the firm mounds deforming under his weight as she let out a yelp.
He opened his eyes wider and realised this wasn't Leona. But the little sister of both Lunaria and Selene. "Ah... look at all those marks." The sunlight seeped through the closed blinds, revealing her bronze skin, the curves that tempted him now covered in bruises, bite marks and... countless handprints.
"I've done it now..."
