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Malrik's POV

The hell!

"You have to comfort me," Selene protested, sliding her tongue down my chest. Her body leaned against mine while her lips sucked on my neck.

How did we end up in such a state? Her strong scent filled my nostrils, the scent of her arousal potent in the air. Her hands trailed downward, and she swiped her thumb at my cock.

It's our mate. Our mate needs us, my wolf growled with pleasure, alongside the hot, thick arousal running through my veins.

"Is this the way you want it?" Selene's hands slid down my shaft. My wolf yips in delight. Mate knows what we love....