Chapter 63. True Mate

Miatta's POV

Well, I had gone and done it. I had gone against my better judgment and slept with Lucas despite being angry with him. We had fucked thrice but I had come at least, shivering helplessly in his able arms. As usual, I slept lightly while he went off to sleep, weakened by his exertions. 

My core still ached from his almost desperate pounding of my insides and a dull ache lingered on my thighs. With the back of my hand, I stifled a yawn, not wanting him to awaken. I had to leave anyways because he had not actually invited me back into his room. He had merely told Elena I would not be spending the night with them.

The early light of dawn rose in the distance and I yearned for a bath. I wanted to soak my sore limbs in hot water and get someone to pamper me thoroughly. Except during the festival, it had been a while since I had gotten any special treatment. 

The lycans were boring and all but they did know how to throw a good