“My bond is writhing in my chest with joy, my skin tingling, and every last one of their scents is mingling together in an orgy of perfection. Literally, it’s as though they’re all lying around naked in my bed and I’m about to dive into that, my bond is practically orgasming with joy.”

“My bond is writhing in my chest with joy, my skin tingling, and every last one of their scents is mingling together in an orgy of perfection. Literally, it’s as though they’re all lying around naked in my bed and I’m about to dive into that, my bond is practically orgasming with joy.”

— J. Bree