"Tomorrow, sweetheart," Wylder said this and leaned towards her, planting a kiss on her forehead.
"Wild, pleaseee…" She requested, showing her puppy eyes. "I want you."
"We agreed that we don’t force each other to have sex." Wylder reminded her of the rule, earning a glare from her.
"Then get out." She hissed, showing him the way out of the room.
"Not happening, Princess." There was a response from Night in a heavy tone, and his aura dripped out of her words. "I’m not an omega who will sleep anywhere except in a luxurious room like this," he added with a smirk, lying on the bed.
"You’re free to leave the room and sleep in the kitchen if you like." He suggested knowing that she would do just the opposite of what he had told her. Reverse psychology. Otherwise, she would have left the room in anger.
"Excuse me!! It’s my room, and I’m not going anywhere." She hissed, lying on the other side of the bed. She turned her head to the other side of the bed, leaving her round and firm in his view. If he could torture her while leaving, then she would do the same. She knew that he had a thing for her ass.
She waited for approximately ten minutes, but nothing happened. She mentally cursed when she realized that Wylder was a saint and had great patience, but... She smirked, knowing that his beast couldn’t control himself.
She quickly turned around and shifted near Wylder, watching him sleep or act to sleep as his eyes were closed.
"Night?" She whispered and watched Wylder’s grey eyes meet her green ones. At the same time, Night started fighting for control as Tiara called his name.
"What are you doing, Ara?" Wylder asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Calling Night." She replied innocently.
"You’re playing with fire by involving Night... If you don’t want to get burnt then believe me… you don’t want to go down that path."
His words were to warn her but instead, she got more excited. She had to stop herself from moaning. She wanted to say that she wanted to get burnt.
That was it, his eyes turned blue, showing that Night was in control.
"I can smell your arousal, Princess," he said, caressing her cheek.
"Too bad. I can’t say the same about you." She whispered, seducing him. Little did she know, that she didn’t have to do. He had always desired her. "Aahhh…" She whimpered in pain when Night grabbed her hair, pulling her close to him.
"You’re hurting me." She said in a low tone. "Night, leave my…" She stopped speaking when he licked her face. She knew wolves had a habit of licking someone they adore or like, so she didn’t stop him. At the same time, the grip of her hair loosened a little.
"Geez… Night!!" She laughed, feeling ticklish. All of a sudden, he slammed his lips against his kissing her hungrily until she was breathless.
"Please tell me that you haven’t blocked Wild. I don’t want to exclude him." She said when he settled in between.
"We both are here, Ara." There came the response that she wanted to listen. "So, what do you think how long you can handle me?" Night asked.
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#TBC