Chapter forty-eight

Lana

I stir in my sleep as I feel a gentle grasp around my waist. I moan softly, feeling Damon rub his morning wood against my ass.

“What’s the time?” I ask, drowsiness drifting off my voice upon realizing my mate is awake.

“Don't worry, it's not Dawn yet,” he whispers in my ear, his nose nuzzling my nape. “You slept off last night,” he asserts, his hand shifting to cup my breast.

“Hmm…” I moan, reacting to his intimate touch.

We left the Human Land yesterday morning after Katarina successfully reattached Matthias’s hand. When we got back to the Black Pack, she requested me to accompany her to Mystwood to gather the nourishing plants for his recovery. But Damon insisted on going with me. We came back very late because our journey was so stressful, and while we were making out, I fell asleep.

“Why do you think I always want to touch you?” He asks before spinning me around to face him.

I stare, star-struck by how dilated his piercing dark eyes are as I respond curiously. “Because you li