POV: Roland
I had just finished the paperwork in my office and went downstairs looking for Elena. She was the only one who could take the stress of it away. No one had seen her. I went back upstairs — it was late, and she would be washing up by now.
I heard her moaning before I reached the door.
Curiosity won. I opened it. There was my beautiful mate, lying across the bed, eyes closed, hand moving between her legs. The smell of her hit me immediately. I froze and just watched.
She must have sensed me, because her eyes opened and she stopped.
"Little one, please — do not stop," I said. I wanted to watch her. She looked like a goddess on our bed. She considered it for a moment, then started again. I could not blink.
I walked slowly to the foot of the bed and gripped the rail with both
