Mina POV - Her head was a fog of mindless bliss, still high from her orgasm, as her mates helped her roll to her knees. They were shaky, the tremble of pleasure still deep in her muscles. Roman settled before her, guiding her to lean against his chest. His fingers trailed light patterns over the length of her forearm as she nuzzled against him, enjoying his scent, his presence, the firmness of his chest. Alastor’s hands settled at her waist. His thumbs massaged circles into her lower back. The touch was small, but intense. Her skin was hyperaware of her mate’s every move, her attention latching to it, making every brush of their skin together heightened, addictive. Mina jerked when his fingers trailed across her sex, coating themselves in her arousal. Heat built in her cheeks at the wet sound, but Alastor’s groan soothed any rising insecurities. It was pure lust, pure need, pure appreciation. How could she shy away from such a noise? A rustle behind her drew her eyes just in time t
Mina POV - “That’s the strangest mark I’ve ever seen.” Mina jerked from her ogling to catch Carla’s wink as she headed over. “I presume you liked our gift?” A blush crept over her skin as she cradled the fading hickey on her neck. Roman had kissed it just before him and Alastor began to spar, promising he would lay his mark there when she was ready. If he had marked her last night, Mina didn’t think she would’ve minded, but she was glad that he didn’t. Though sex with her unit had been incredible, there was something different to marking one’s mate. It was private, personal, a deep moment that only two wolves should share. That’s how it had been with Alastor, and that’s how she wanted it with Roman.Her eyes glanced over his form as he fought, a warmth building in her chest. She had no doubt that she wanted him. The urge filled her from the tingle on her skin to the depths of her soul. He was her mate and she already felt like his. She didn’t think she was the only one. Roman was t
Roman POV - Roman tried to keep his composure as he left the meal, but of course his unit knew something was wrong. As soon as he stood, Mini snapped her attention to his, her brows pinched, hand reaching out. He took it in his own and pressed a small kiss to the back, relishing the sweet moment of peace of her touch, before reassuring her he was okay and turning to leave. Her frown didn’t disappear, but she accepted his words and returned to her conversation with Papa. Allie’s gaze didn't relent. He had known Roman far longer than their mate and knew the intricacies of his feelings towards Clear Blue. Rather than ease him with a false smile, his eyes flickered to Mini, a request to keep an eye on her while he was gone. At Allie’s nod, he excused himself from the table and headed out of the village. He didn’t know where he was going but he needed space and air. His chest had tightened the moment his dad had returned with word from Sam, and its tension had only gripped harder as the
Roman POV - A rush of white noise followed Mini’s innocently uttered words. It was a dawning comprehension, a hope, an uncertainty. He had longed to hear that permission since he first scented her pheromones. That night had been manic, but in the breath after the chaos, when Allie had stabilised, he had taken his mate in with wonder. She was beautiful, brave in the face of her enemy, gentle as she cared for Allie. She was perfect. He had been ready for her mark then. Since leaving Clear Blue, he had long since come to terms with never finding his mate, but now she was before him, he had no intention of letting her go. The thought of her going back to that pack without wearing his mark made his skin crawl, but he refused to rush her. It was an honour to be her mate, but it was her choice if and when she was ready to accept their bond. His throat thickened and he forced himself back from her neck to study her eyes. They flickered between his and his lips. “Are you only suggestin
Roman POV - When he stood before her naked, a hand pushed against his chest, holding him back for a breath as she appreciated his body. Her legs were trembling, her pussy clenching as if it was already imagining him pounding into her. Roman tensed, his breath holding tight in his chest. The moment he released, it he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. He tensed against the desire to push past her palm and take her, focusing on her eyes and the way they worked over him, unabashedly. He shivered under the intensity and had to fight the urge to dip his head and submit to her. As his mate, his Luna, he would always follow her, but at her side. They were equals and he’d only be worthy if he could withstand her power. The moment Mini’s hand fell away, Roman was between her thighs, spreading them wide. The stump was at the perfect height for them. As his hands slipped around her waist, his cock ground against her core, its heat as delicious to feel as it was to taste. He moved agains
Mina POV - Every muscle in her body groaned as she rolled over, the solid wall of her mate catching her. She squirmed back into his heat, pressing cold feet to his legs. Despite being cuddled in their nest, the morning air held a chill that penetrated the cabin's wall. It tried to steal them from slumber however, between her mates, she’d never feel cold. Roman’s hand slipped over her hip, welcoming her into his embrace, cradling her tighter to his chest. She fit so perfectly against him, his body encasing hers like two half-moons that seamlessly joined at the bow. His hips aligned to hers, rolling against her arse as if her touch pulled him from sleep. His cock was already hard, pressing thick against her lower back. Her pussy pulsed, but she winced against its eager intentions. Once she had claimed Roman at the lake side, he had carried her back to their nest to celebrate their newly completed bond. It hadn’t taken long for Alastor to find them, his eyes darkening at their entwine
Mina POV - Mina was glad that she made her excuses to give her mates some alone time. They had kept her preoccupied all afternoon and she was beginning to think they were using her as an excuse to not address their growing desires. Her thighs trembled with every step, and she refused to sit down, which made for an embarrassing conversation at dinner. To have every member of the Lynn family smirk at her at the same time, made her cheeks glow until they radiated their own light. Her core was tender, and she was certain she would combust if she had one more orgasm. Though Roman and Alastor had worshipped her body until she melted into a puddle of pleasure, she needed a break. Her mates had grumbled their reluctance to go to bed without her, but Mina had insisted. What started out as an excuse to go for a walk alone to clear her head, became a moment of peace she enjoyed. She promised to stay near the village and reassured them she could look after herself. They still didn’t look happy
Mina POV - Her body jerked, ready to lunge forward but four words stopped her. “Stop or they die.” Mina stopped, the threat clutching her in a vice like grip that surrounded her body with an unbearable pressure. Her eyes widened, tears stinging at their edges. Her bottom lip trembled but she fought against it. She had to be brave for her mates, for herself. “What did you do to them?” Somehow her voice was steady, hiding her crumbling composure. The man stepped into her nest, defiling its sanctuary for her unit, but Mina’s attention was solely fixed on the closing distance between her mates and the silver blade at his side. Her muscles were taut beneath her skin, straining against the order to remain still, fighting the urge to step between her mates and the danger. At this distance, there was no chance she’d make it before he killed them both. “Don’t worry, Luna. I only gave them a sleeping drug and a non-lethal dose of silver to keep them under. They’ll be fine in a few days