I could only imagine the state of it after my unexpected lake swim and two rounds of heat sex.
Yet, Wild looked down at me with an expression of total pride and approval as he asked, “Have ye had anything to eat yet?”
“No, we were about to eat when… wait, don’t try to change the subject!”
I glanced toward Aidan, still glowering and bound in the chair. “I know I gave him my pledge, but he obviously doesn’t want me. Want this. You have to let him go.”
“Let’s get ye something to eat, then,” Wild answered as if he hadn’t heard my plea to let Aidan go.
Sea swung his legs off over the other side of the bed and jogged past Aidan to the still-open door. “And while he does that, I’ll clean up and get a hot bath going for you so that you can have a nice soak before you cycle again.”
That sounded utterly delightful. Every muscle in my body was beginning to ache from two intense rounds of heat sex. But did Wild and Sea, who had already disappeared out the door, really think I could just sit there, eating breakfast and enjoying a bubble bath, knowing Aidan was still tied up?
I thought of how kindly he’d treated me after rescuing me from that cave, even though he didn’t know me from Adam. And my heart twisted with a guilt that way overshadowed any feelings of rejection.
“Untie him first,” I insisted to Wild. “As much as I want food and a bath, I’m not going to go along with anything until you —oh!”
I cut off when another sexual cramp rocked through me. Stronger and more painful than any of the ones that had come before it.
And just like that, my sex gushed, and the smell of a new heat cycle filled the room like a mushroom cloud.
“Wild…” I fell back on the bed, cupping my hands over my sore sex, which was clenching the air so hard, it felt like I was still milking Sea’s knot.
“Already?” I heard Sea say, re-entering the room. “Aren’t we supposed to have time between…”
Wild just muttered,“Fuck.”
Before falling on top of me and doing just that.
There were no games this time. No teasing or instructing me to put on a show for the bound wolf Wild kept calling Dublin.
In fact, Wild’s side of our mate bond went silent, like something put on mute, as his hips pistoned between my legs with a grim, staccato rhythm.
It didn’t take long for both of us to come. Me with a cry of utter relief. And Wild with a determined grunt soon after.
It felt so good, and this time, I was completely prepared for him to knot inside of me.
Except he didn’t.
Wild stilledin a way that made my stomach tighten with an ominous emotion.
He didn’t comment on not knotting, though. Out loud or over our mate bond. Just pulled out, completely spent.
Which left me to ask him, “Why didn’t you… um…?”
My cheeks burned. As much sex as we’d had, I still felt shy when it came to talking about it.
It’s okay,” Wild muttered, making me wonder if he was talking to me or himself.
His bond remained stubbornly mute, but somewhere in the room, I could sense Sea’s emotions loud and clear — agitated and tense.
“Ye’re satiated for now.” Wild gave me another one of those tender looks I never would have expected from this rough-talking Irish King and stroked more curls off my forehead. “Close yer eyes, beauty, try to get some rest.”
Rest.
He was right. A sudden wave of exhaustion came over me, dragging me down into darkness.
At least for a little while.
