I don't know at what point I fell asleep in between the sex marathon we had last night, but when I wake up I groan in pain because everything hurts. Every part of me is crying. But I can't even complain because I've never felt so much pleasure before. And I would do it again. And again. And again. I stretch out on the bed, groaning. Theo is lying on his stomach beside me. He's not moving at all and he's even snoring. I've never heard him snore like that before, so it makes me laugh a little. Poor Alpha, he's tired. I reach to kiss his back, but I stop in confusion with my lips against his skin because... he smells so... good. But different than normal. He smells like a man, he smells like mine, he smells like home, he smells like love and he smells like complete and total satisfaction. He smells so good that I stay there like a crazy person for almost a full minute, inhaling his scent like crazy. But once I finally get away from him, I realize it's not just him. I can smell thing