Page 32 of Lila

Lila gasps.

“C’mere,” I beckon with a hand out.

She takes slow steps toward me as she licks her lips, stopping when her thighs meet the bed between my legs. I smirk and cup her face, rubbing my thumb over her cheek.

“Thank you.” I don’t give her time to respond, instead, crashing my lips to hers, kissing her like I’ve dreamed of all day.

She gasps at the unexpected move and I slip my tongue inside her mouth. Groaning, she melts into me, grabbing the back of my head and holding me in place.As if I would move.

I grab her hips and pull her down on top of me. She straddles my lap as I deepen the kiss. The only thing separating my hardening cock from her sweet pussy is a thin blanket and her tight dark blue jeans. I can feel the heat from her as she rocks her hips, grinding on my officially rock-hard cock. My hands slide up her back under her shirt and she shivers at the contact.

A sharp cough pulls us from our haze enough to remember we’re not alone. Lila sits back before jumping off my lap and I glower at Jett.He didn’t have to cock block. I would have shared… eventually.

“Right. Sorry. We should probably… I should…Umm,” Lila stammers and we both chuckle.

“Introduce me to your other mates?” Jett says at the same time I say, ”Unite the mates?”

She sighs as if the prospect is too stressful to dwell on.Maybe she’s not in a hurry to get back to her other mates.

“We don’t have to,mi reina. We can stay here. I know a few ways to take your mind off everything.” I grab her hand with a smirk, pulling her back to me.

She yelps as she stumbles into me. Laughing, she smacks my hand. “I think I should decide what I’m going to do about this whole mate thing before I sleep with any of you,” she teases but my blood runs cold at the implication that she might not choose me.

I let her hand slip out of mine as I shut down. Without her, I might as well be a chinchilla again. Life’s not worth living without my mate.

“Hey! What happened? What’d I say?” Lila asks frantically.

“He thinks you’re going to reject the bond,” Jett says knowingly.

“What? I didn’t say that!”

“Sure sounded like that was an option to me,” he scoffs.

“Well, that’s not what I meant at all! You don’t have to be so dramatic,” she huffs. “There is a lot to decide. I’ve never dated more than one guy at a time. We have to get to know each other and make sure there’s no jealousy within the group. Maybe come up with a schedule… I don’t know!”

Her words instantly calm my chinchilla and I slowly come out of my spiral. I look around defensively, expecting someone, namely Jett, to laugh at my vulnerability. Instead, Lila gazes lovingly and Jett looks at me with deference rather than ridicule.

“I’m sorry I scared you. I should have worded that better.” She frowns. “See this is exactly what I mean. If we don’t all get to know each other, there’s going to be a lot of miscommunication and I refuse to fall into that troupe. Seriously, if people would justtalkto each other it would solve a lot of their problems.”

I smile at her rant as my body relaxes, my chinchilla safe in the knowledge that our mate isn’t planning on rejecting us.

“We won’t succumb to the miscommunication troupe,mi reina,” I assure her. “There will be no third-act break up either.” I wink at her.

“Are you a book nerd?” she gasps.

“I’m a reader, of course, I know about the third-act breakup.”

“I may not be a reader, but I’ll guarantee there will be no breakup of any kind in this story.” Jett growls.

“Oh? And do you know how we’re going to get to our happily ever after?” She arches a brow at him.

“We can start with getting him some clothes,” Jett suggests. “And figuring out where the hell he came from. Then we can move on to the first meeting of Lila’s mates. It’ll be like book club but better.”

“I’d rather tell my story once. It can wait until the meeting. But if we’re leaving this room, clothes may be a good idea. I don’t mind my mate seeing me in all my glory, but the other residents of this building don’t get the privilege.”

“I hate to break it to ya, but I don’t think you’ll fit in any of my clothes,” Lila points out.

“You’re a witch. Can’t you just magic me some?”I don’t have a lot of experience with witches, but I’m sure that’s a thing.

---