Lucian’s POV
It took longer than I expected for my knot to disappear, as if my body, my cock, refused to leave her.
I had fucked many women before, but nothing had ever felt like this one. If I could, I would keep fucking her twenty four by seven, only if she could take me.
My wolf did not want to let her rest. It wanted to take her again the moment the knot was gone. But seeing her exhausted and deep in sleep, I forced myself to restrain, even though it felt like hell of a torture to stay away from her.
After cleaning her gently and covering her with fresh sheets, I slipped out of bed. It was already past noon. She had missed lunch, so I decided I would cook her favorite meal before she woke up.
Feeding your mate good food after fucking her to her bones, that was what a perfect mate should do.
I cleaned myself, wrapped a towel around my waist, and went downstairs.
Rafe and Roman were in the living room while Kael, Jason, and Raven were nowhere to be seen.
Both of them looked at me.
Roman smirked as his gaze swept over my exposed torso, pausing at the marks Eira had left behind.
"Trying to show off?" he commented.
I glanced down at my chest, running my fingertips over the nail marks like a kitten had scratched me. I smirked back. "Well, you should know how great it feels when she is all fucking high and hurting you."
"Well, that’s one of the best parts when she is all horny," Roman replied before glancing toward Rafe, who was busy with his phone after acknowledging my presence. "You shouldn’t show off in front of your man."
I looked at Rafe. What the hell! Why did I look at him at the words ’my man’.
I controlled myself and said, "He’ll get his chance with her. Or he can just fuck her along with me. A threesome would be better the way her body keeps asking for more."
"Spare me," Rafe muttered, finally lifting his impassive gaze to the scratches across my chest, "I don’t plan to fuck her. Please enjoy yourself on your own."
Roman chuckled teasingly. "Maybe he’s pissed you didn’t fuck him yet."
Rafe raised his middle finger toward Roman without looking up and resumed his game.
I had no idea what was going on inside Rafe’s head. But why should I care?
All I needed to focus on was my mate.
I walked toward the kitchen and said, "There is nothing that involves me fucking him. So give up your wild fantasies already, Rome."
"Tsk," I heard him again. "You two are getting boring."
"We aren’t here for your entertainment," Rafe countered, still focused on his game. "If you are that eager, I will take you to some interesting clubs where humans play with each other."
"I am more interested in two wolves than filthy humans," Rome replied.
"Too much daydreaming is not good for you."
Their banter continued while I busied myself in the kitchen. "Where are the others?" I asked.
"Kael has gone to the office, and Jason is handling both your responsibilities and his own together. Raven is in my room enjoying his nap. I had told him mommy needs rest today, so she won’t show up. Little guy is truly easy to handle," But then, Roman let out a sigh. "And we are left here to watch you show off."
"You can join me when I fuck her again," I offered.
"You alone are enough for her at the moment," he said. "Leave it for later."
I did not argue. Today, I wanted her only for myself.
By late noon she finally stirred in her sleep. I woke her even though she wanted to keep resting.
"Baby needs food." It was the best excuse I could come up with to make her eat.


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