Chapter 92

• Miatta
• 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.