Chapter Thirteen

The twins made good on their promise to help Lucia through her heat. That afternoon, Lucia's back arched and she cried out in pleasure as Aiden's powerful thrusts drove her deeper into the soft cushions. Her claws dug into the fabric, a guttural moan escaping her lips as every nerve ending ignited with mind-numbing pleasure. Through half-lidded eyes, she caught sight of Declan, his gaze smouldering with primal hunger as his hand moved in sync with Aiden's movements.

The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, the cabin bathed in a warm, golden glow that cast delicate shadows across their entwined forms. Lucia felt utterly lost in the sensations, her world narrowing to the primal need coursing through her veins.

"Aiden," she breathed, her voice ragged with desperation. "Don't stop."

Aiden's grip on her hips tightened, his thrusts growing more erratic as he chased his own release. Declan's breathing grew ragged, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he watched his brother claim