MINE
~MATHIAS POV~
Watching Daxon pump into Tate, his muscles straining, her nails digging into his back, just made my f*****g d**k harder. That should have been me first.
But seeing her like that, all f****d-out and blissful under him, just stoked the fire in my gut. I was next. And I was gonna make sure she f*****g remembered it.
Daxon finally collapsed beside her, both of them slick with sweat and breathing like they’d just run a marathon.
The room smelled like s*x and her, that sweet, musky scent that was driving me out of my f*****g mind. After a second, Daxon rolled his head and kissed her, all slow and satisfied.
“That was f*****g amazing, Sweetheart,” he mumbled against her lips, his voice thick and lazy.
Fuck that. I was done waiting. I moved to the bed, my own need a raw
