Sleeping with my Mate’s brother
I asked, though the words quickly turned into a moan when his hands moved under my linen tunic, his calloused thumbs grazing my nipple.
“I had something to do,” he murmured against my neck, his other hand sliding down.
We’d been sleeping together since last year. Even if we weren’t destined mates, I figured it didn’t hurt to fool around until the Moon Goddess inevitably decided to trap me with one soul forever.
“Already soaked for me, baby?” he whispered directly into my ear, sending a violent wave of shivers down my spine.
At least I got to have him as my designated dick before some magical bond ruined a perfectly good arrangement.