Destined By The gods

An arm tightened around my waist and my eyes snapped open. Disoriented, I attempted to sit up and found that I was being held in place by a strong, hairy hand. Tracing the hand back to its sources, I found Dante, and quickly, the events of last night rushed into my brain.

“Oh god, what have I done?” I asked, making attempts to untangle myself from the knot of limbs. Yet, it seemed that with every attempt I made to remove herself from in between their limbs, the tighter their grip got. Soon, the struggle seemed futile, and I sank into bed with them, deciding to get comfortable.

Minutes after, Dante's eyes snapped open and he turned me to face him, planting a kiss on her cheek. ”Good morning beautiful,” he said, bringing an easy smile to my face. I hated how truly easy it was for him to get a smile out of me, but what could I do?

Now awake, he planted a kiss on my forehead and shook Asher awake. Asher also planted a kiss on my forehead and left the room, both of them leaving me spent