Four Mates & A Tribrid

Chapter 33

Harley's POV

I watched as Caspian and Daxon left the room, leaving me and Maeve alone. Her eyes met mine, once again returning to their natural blue hue. She ran her hand up my chest and to my cheek, caressing my face.

"Why did you send them away?" I asked with a voice that sounded so unlike my own, I was caught off guard.

She tilted her head in that cute way of hers and looked at me in confusion. "I thought you would be more comfortable if they weren't here. I don't want to push you too far."

My heart skipped a beat at her comment. She was really trying to make sure I felt included in this relationship like I wasn't her second choice. It felt good to feel wanted for once.

I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck, pulling her to me. "You're not," I whispered before kissing her softly.

She pulled back, smiling at me. "I figured. You looked like you were rather enjoying the sight of Cas touching me," she said, emphasizing her point by rubbing the palm of her hand over my cock.

I groaned, grabbing her wrist in a tight grip. "Maybe," I whispered, leaning into her ear. "So why did you send them away?"

She let out a gasp as I sucked on the area below her ear. "I told you. I wanted you to feel comfortable."

I shook my head and let out a dark chuckle. "I don't think so. You knew I was turned on by the sight." I pulled back, holding her gaze with mine as I trailed my finger over the seam of her shorts. "So why did you do it?"

She glared at me as I retreated my fingers, running lazy circles on the top of her thighs. "Fine. Maybe I wanted to be alone with just you. No sharing."

I shook my head and tsked. Although, I was pleased to hear her admission. "Selfish much?" I grinned to let her know I was just kidding.

A smile stretched across her face. "Maybe I am." She pushed me back onto the couch as she straddled me. "Maybe I wanted you all to myself for the first time."

I gulped as she ran her fingernails over my chest, making goosebumps pepper my skin. "First time?"

She grinned with a wicked smile. "The first time that we fuck," she said, emphasizing her point by grinding against me.

"Shit," I hissed a breath through my teeth as my hands clutched her hips, holding her in place.

Her whine turned into a shriek as I picked her up and carried her to the bed tucked in the corner of the room. I threw her down, watching as she bounced with a laugh.

I climbed up after her, draping my body over hers. "I'm not fucking you on the couch for the first time."

Her laughter trailed off as she looked up at me. "I didn't think you'd care."

I stretched out my wings as my jaw clenched. "Well, I do. I don't want to have waited all of this time just for a quick fuck on a worn-in couch."

Her brows furrowed as she sat herself up on her elbows. "What do you mean waited all of this time?" Her brows raised as her eyes widened. "Are you a virgin?"

I groaned, leaning my head back and looking at the ceiling. "I mean, not that I care. I just would have made it more special for you..." she trailed off.

I looked down at her adorable face all scrunched up in concern. I let a deep laugh out at her concern. "No, baby, I'm not a virgin." She shivered at the nickname I let slip again. "I just haven't had sex in four years and the thought of letting my celibacy go to waste just to fuck you on a couch physically hurts me."