Chapter 8

• Ryan's POV:
• Was I jealous?
• Totally.
• I could hear her moans and whispers coming from her room.
• Call me a freak, but for a second, I stood at her door, debating with myself whether to go in and join them or not.
• Her fucking cries were so alluring. They made me hard the very minute I had heard them, and I wanted to burst in my jeans.
• I groaned loudly while stroking my cock aggressively, nearing my release in my bathroom. Imagining how her body reacted and how her facial expression was, it made me stroke even harder.
• I needed to be patient with her and allow her a few days of rest. That's what my mind was telling me, but my body wanted me to fuck her as soon as Evan left her side.
• I groaned even louder when I ejaculated with a shudder. A shiver of pleasure spread throughout my body as the water in the shower rolled down my body.
• I looked at my cum on the floor, which was mixed with water, then closed my eyes for a second, giving my cock a few last strokes.
• "I am turning into a pathetic man," I whispered to myself silently before dropping my hand.
• "Agreed," my wolf whispered as I brushed my hands through my wet hair.
• My wolf was silent the whole time because he knew the decision I had made to let Evans take her to bed first was the right decision.
• When I heard my bedroom door open, I quickly opened my eyes and turned off the shower, quickly stepping out and grabbing a towel that was hanging behind the door.
• "Brother," I greeted immediately as I stepped out of the bathroom.
• He moved and sat on the bed facing me with a stupid smirk across his face.
• "What?" I asked lazily, knowing very well he was dying to boast and shove it in my face of how sexy she was below him.
• "She's asleep as we speak,"he answered and laughed softly.
• "The fuck," I muttered under my breath, then walked to the wardrobe and pushed it open.
• "Brother, I can't even explain how amazing it felt being inside of her," he whispered proudly.
• I grabbed my boxers, shirt, and trousers, trying hard to ignore his words.
• "Fuck, I can't even stop thinking about her. The way her soft skin felt against my own and how-"
• "That's enough, Evan," I warned him seriously, then put on my clothes.
• He stood up and took a few steps closer, standing behind me.
• "Ryan, I know it may sound as if I'm boasting about being the first one to hold her when that's not the case. I'm here because I want to talk to you as my twin brother," he said softly.
• I hesitated but turned and faced him with a smile on my face.
• "Talk to me. How did you treat her? I hope you didn't hurt her in any way," I responded as he smiled wildly.
• I could imagine him saying, "Now that's my twin brother," and that made me chuckle.
• "I did my best to make her feel comfortable and also to have her enjoy our intimate time together," he answered, then continued.
• "We have held countless women in our arms and shared a lot of positions with them, but none of them can ever measure up to our mate," he said, then kept quiet in a daze.
• He covered his face with his hand, then laughed loudly.
• He was turning into a madman just because of our mate.
• "You know, if you are about to act crazy, how about you do it in your own fucking room," I spat.
• "You wouldn't understand," he said, then patted my shoulder and walked out while humming a song.
• I sighed heavily and put on my slippers.
• I wanted to do something to take my mind off everything, but I found myself going to Lexi's room.
• I knocked once and walked in. She looked beautiful and at peace with her eyes closed, but what didn't sit well with me was her still-wet hair.
• I carefully closed the door behind me and moved to her wardrobe, opening it and grabbing a dry towel. As I closed it, I looked back a few times to make sure she was still asleep. Once I was done, I went to the bed and got on the other side, making sure my movements weren't very loud.
• I looked at her back, then smiled and slowly began drying her hair. It came as a surprise that Evan, the romantic one, wouldn't have had time to dry her hair. Didn't he know she would catch a cold if her hair wasn't dried?
• I quickly stopped and held my breath when she shifted a bit. When a minute went by, I exhaled and continued with what I was doing.
• "Evan?" She called in a sleepy voice.
• I cleared my throat and dropped the towel from my hand. "No, it's me, Ryan," I answered softly.
• She slowly turned and faced me seriously. "Hey," I whispered, then pressed my hand on her cheek.
• She smiled and moved her hand on top of mine. "I'm glad you came into my room," she said, and I understood what she meant. She was obviously a little conflicted about going with the flow with Evan.
• "I gave him my blessings to hold you first, so don't worry or think I'm hurt over it. To be honest, I'm actually happy about everything that is happening. With time, I will be the one to hold and pamper you as much as I want," I answered, then leaned and kissed her lips tenderly as she responded.
• Before I could deepen the kiss, I pulled back and brushed my hand through her hair. "Do get some rest before Whitney calls us down to do something or to eat," I whispered, then tried to move when she held my wrist, stopping me.
• I looked at her with a frown, trying to figure out why she didn't want me to leave her side.
• "Can you please lie down next to me for just a few minutes until I fall back asleep?" she asked with a very cute expression on her face.
• "Of course," I responded without a second thought and lay down next to her, pulling her into my arms.
• She rested her head on my arm and moved her arm around my back.
• "You smell amazingly nice," she whispered.
• I shifted a bit and kissed her head, not saying a word or responding because she smelled so much of sex. Her scent was mixed with Evan's too, but that wasn't bad.
• "Hey, bastard?" I mind-linked Evan.
• "What is it?" came his reply.
• "Did you cum inside her? Your smell is way stronger than it should be," I pointed out.
• "Of course, I fucking did," came his response.
• "Did you give her any birth control pills after that?" I asked seriously.
• A few seconds went by in silence before he spoke.
• "Oh, fuck."
• "Genius, she is still young, and if she were to fall pregnant right now, Whitney would nail us to the ground. We should wait for her to learn everything there is to learn about mates, packs, and pups first. Then, with time, when she feels ready or wants to talk to us about being parents, we will lend her our ears and decide on everything," I said.
• "You are right. Give me a few minutes. I'll go and get some at the pharmacy and a pack of condoms. But while I do that, you should have a talk with her about everything," he said.
• "Of course," I responded, then closed the mind link.