Zack
I woke up with Lorraine tangled up with my limbs, my fifth appendage unusually hard. Lorraine was all over me last night. Not in any bad way, but she was wrapped around me like a vice basically all night. Goddess, I couldn't wait for her to find out we were mates, and we could actually do something about what we were feeling without this unspoken tension. Assuming she accepted us, of course, which I was confident that she would after she finished beating the crap out of us for not telling her sooner.
I took a deep breath of her scent, and it took all my will power to not flip her over and eat her for breakfast. That made me sit up right away. Not that I didn't generally want to make a meal of my mate, but that fact that I felt so strongly about it. Like something feral inside me wa
