Finally reaching the bed, Zayne gazed upon his gorgeous innocent mate, the corner of his lips curled up in a side smile at the thought. No, not innocent. She was his little tease.

Recalling that one position where she had spread her legs in a split, she bounced on his hardened length, 'Goddess, you are whipped.' Aragorn had the audacity to tease him when he was in the same boat.

This is precisely what Zayne chided, 'You are one to talk, Mr. Divine Beauty.'

'Our mate might be pissed that we woke her, but I know she would be hurt if we didn't let her know.' Aragorn spoke the truth....