When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121
Artemisia

I open my eyes as the sun streams into the large windows of the house I just spent the best night of my life in.

Biting my bottom lip, I watch my mates lying in the huge bed with me and I giggle lowly.

I let myself fall back into the bed and I turn my head to find Logan already looking at me.

“Good morning,” he whispers huskily, making me smile at him.

“Good morning.”

He flashes me a smile, kissing my shoulder, getting my body to shudder pleasantly.

Haven’t you had enough?!

“How are you feeling?” he asks me, and I sigh, closing my eyes.

“Exhausted. Sore. But amazing,” I answer with a grin, making him chuckle.

He lets his fingers glide up and down my arm gently, making me close my eyes with a happy sigh. “How are you feeling?”

“Oh, for a moment I was thinking that I died and this was my version of paradise,” he grins smugly, making me laugh.

“You are so insane.”

He hums, moving on top of me. My heart stills in my chest as he spreads my legs for him with his knee, and starts to cover my chest in featherlight kisses.

I gasp as he sucks my nipple into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth. The bad feeling I felt for him just a few hours ago is completely gone as I close my eyes, arching my back to press myself closer to him.

“This must be the best way to wake up,” Fynn groans, getting me to look at him as he watches his brother making me horny for another round of fucking.

“Let’s see if the others will get awakened by your moans as well,” Logan mocks as he pushes into me.

I press my lips together, pleasure mixing with the pain of the soreness, making my head spin anew.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Fynn tsks, grabbing my cheeks to make my lips part. “Don’t hold back.”

He moves his fingers down to my clit, making me moan loudly, and I already sense my mates stirring.

As if I could ever hold back… Even if I wanted to.

***

A screech startles me terribly and I put my hand on my chest as I laugh.

“Ramona!”

She walks towards me, pulling at the straw of some fruit juice as she grins at me. “You survived, I wouldn’t have counted on it!”

“Oh, my Goddess! You are such an idiot, I swear,” I joke, throwing a pillow after her.

“So, our pack officially lost you,” she says, pouting. “And you have the audacity to even be happy about it!”

I lift my arms, opening and closing my hands repeatedly, and she giggles, running into my embrace.

“You are a Luna now!” She whispers and I nod before putting my chin on her head.

“Yes! Isn’t it crazy?”