Davien's P. O. V
I knew that we were discussing something important, but I couldn't stop my hands from touching my mate's body. And Kian made this all the more sexy by how composed he remained while answering my questions.
Someone could be helping Renold from my pack, which would explain the string of bad luck we were facing, but I couldn't care less about that now, not with Kian in front of me, moaning against my hands on his hardened cock.
"Davien, are you going to stroke that all day?" Kian inched closer to me, "I'm all wet, take your dick out already."
I smiled, "Not tonight baby, you're injured." I couldn't bring myself to sleep with him, not after allowing him get injured like that.
"That's so cruel," he groaned and messily cupped my face, he brought out eyes to meet and licked his crystalline tongue along the base of his parted lips.
