Bronx POV
I woke up to the sound of snoring from my little mate and I couldn't help but smile. For a tiny little thing she sure could snore like a bandsaw. It was cute and just another thing that I loved about her. I couldn’t believe she had said it back to us. We had felt the mate bond for three years now, so it was to be expected our feelings with her would be so strong but it was a shock to hear her say it to us. I had never felt more content than I did right now and I knew Benji and Baylor felt the same way. Now all we needed to do was make sure that we all got out of this alive. In reality, our lives didn’t matter much; she was most precious thing to us in the world.
As I sat and watched her sleep, her face looked so peaceful and happy and my heart filled with joy that we contributed to that. I trailed my fingers from her knee all the way up to her thigh and up her ribs rubbing their slightly. The sexist moan escaped her lips and immediately I was aroused. I knew this would never
