Chapter 39. Mild Discomfort

Miatta's POV

Within me, I was worried, troubled by my encounter with Beta Logan but I didn't want Lucas to discover my discomfort. Therefore, I had taken some time to relax my nerves in the bath shed before presenting myself to my mate. 

Distracting him with my body was a tool that worked immensely and while he was busy dwelling on how fast he could get me back in bed, I was battling to keep my mind in check.

“Are you trying to kill me, Miatta?” he asked huskily, doing that throaty groan he knew I liked. I preferred when he did it close to my ears, in my mouth or at the entrance of my wet orifice but I would take it however he wished to give it. 

“No. I'm sorry,” I feigned a sad countenance, bringing my fingers to my moist lips. “I didn't realize that I wore you out last night. Guess you are not as virile as you used to be.” 

I tried to walk around him but met a broad, solid chest. My dart must have hit close to home and