Chapter 27. Important Business

Miatta's POV

He slips his hand between my thighs leisurely, soothing the ache there with his crafty fingers. He knows just where to touch, where to fondle until I am out of breath, gasping my release. He grins at me from between my legs, his dark eyes mirroring the desire behind them and I know I am undone... 

“Mate,” he breathes hotly at my sensitive entrance and I buck in pleasure, reaching blindly for him.

“Mate!” I scream, feeling my third orgasm coming.

“Hey, wench!” a harsh voice broke into my dreams. “No screaming here. Keep your grubby mouth shut or I will stuff my phallus in it!”

A fellow guard snickered at his dirty joke and they laughed at me together. I had not realized that I had been screaming. I had been dreaming about the very person I should not be dreaming about. The Lycan Prince had no room in my subconscious but he kept finding his way in, creating an accommodation I did not grant. 

The nature of the dreams of which h