Elijah went to sit up, so Khall wrapped his arms around him to help. The feel of his Viata against his body was better than Khall ever imagined it would be. It was so hard for Khall to let him go, but he forced himself to drop his arms and step back once Elijah was seated.
“Thanks again.” Elijah softly said, as his cheeks turned a light pink.
At first Khall had no idea why his Viata would be so embarrassed, and then the unmistakable bulge gave Khall a great understanding. To know his mate was just as hard as he was had Khall wanting to toss everyone out of the room and take care of the problem they both were sporting.
Caden leaned into Khall, whispering so softly only he could hear, “Our bodies’ reactions can’t be controlled. He might want you, but until he opens up, he won’t be read
