41| Mated.

In a leisurely fashion, Alpha Bastion inched his way to the top of the bed, his head coming within a few inches of resting on the plush, deep blue velvet headboard adorned with huge silver studs.

Mira climbed after him, she nipped on his inner thigh before she stood erect on her knees.

Raising both of her hands to her head, she ran them over her hair changing her hair colour back to a deep firey red.

Bastion released a gusty breath. He was flabbergasted with surprise, shock and amazement. With wide eyes, he watched as she lowered her hands, sliding them over her breasts, and abdomen and she brazenly slipped her hand between her legs; over her sweet mould where he desired to be buried deep to the hilt.

She sighed; moaned with pleasure as her fingers skimmed over her clit. Looking at him through half-lidded eyes, she sucked on her lower lip intentionally trying to drive him crazy with lust and desire. She wanted him to lose control. With her. She wanted him to know that she was his in