Third Person POV
Over the past hours, Landon and Veda played over and over again until she lost count of how many times she had reached for him, insatiable in her desire to hold him captive with her heat.
Finally, with Veda being unable to hold him up any longer, she rolled off her hips as she sighed in satisfaction, closed her eyes, and fell asleep immediately.
He glanced at the clock that was laying off beside the table, the time read 5 am. Landon was exhausted, stretching his sore muscles he curled around his mate pulling her closer in a protective entrance before fatigue overlook him.
He was awakened a few hours later by a loud instant banging on his door. Landon disentangles himself from Veda on the bed, grabbing his boxers. He slips into it before rushing to the door and pulling
