~Thane~
I watch as Rhen runs his fingers up her spine, waiting for his knot to go down so he can pull out of her. "You wore a condom?" I ask him. He glares, which startles me.
"Yes, Thane," he says, looking down at her. The way he says my name is cold. I tilt my head, watching him, but he doesn't lift his eyes to meet my gaze. Instead, he buries his face in her neck.
Her scent grows weaker, the heat abated. I watch Raidon place a blanket over her when goosebumps prickle her exposed flesh, before lying beside her. Rhen rolls on his side, crushing her petite body between them to keep her warm. Leon moves away and sits on the edge of the pitted Den, his chin resting on his hand as he watches them.
"We can't keep her," I tell them, feeling their longing loud and clear. They want her; they
