Chapter 38. Branded and Owned

Miatta's POV

I woke up the next morning, feeling like a new being. It was true that we had gone at it for hours like the animals that we were, sex a new experience that I had found to be addictive. Perhaps it was that wonderful because I was having it with my mate but I wanted it no other way. 

His smell was all over me and my heart swelled with pride at what I had accomplished the previous night. He had left me come on top just once and I had worn his patience twice with my slow, deliberate movements until he had groaned out loud and turned the tables on me.

We had made love, what, four or five times? I had lost count of my orgasms when I had woken up at dusk and found his head between my legs, eating me out until my eyes rolled back into my head. 

Lucas was a sex god and I had trouble keeping up with his bull-like stamina, having lost some of my battle-ready fitness. Now, he laid on his stomach beside me, fast asleep in oblivion. His dark hair stu