Witchy World's Lost Alpha

Let Us Feast

Kris's 💀
P.O.V

Bahm and Hunnie had arrived thirty minutes ago and made their way straight into the jetted tub downstairs.

 I was able to pin-point Hunnie's cell phone.

Ever since I was 8 years old, besides making music, I've always been into hacking and computer engineering. Finding the location of her phone didn't come hard to me at all.

Her last text message was from Jahred, wishing her a good morning.

Who ever had her phone, they were located near her covens church and keeping it charged like an idiot.

I was sitting at the dinning table with a stern and serious face, and a glass of scotch. Hacking into the cell phone next to hers, that my program picked up on, I began browsing through their files to see who the owner was.

I paused my work, as Bahm mind links me to come into the bathroom. Instantly, my cock springs north with excitement. Maybe I'll get to see her naked body again, but I already knew Bahm hadn't explained to her that she was my mate as well.

Strolling to our downstairs bathroom, I could hear joyful laughter coming from Hunnie's drunken mouth. Pushing the door open, she's seated naked on the countertop. Bahm bent over, kissing her all over her neck and then he watches me enter from the corner of his eyes. Hunnie's lingering eyes lands on me and she ever so shyly covers her breast.

A smirk forms on my face as Bahm stands up straight and I could see her curvy, illuminating, smooth, body. I take a few steps behind Bahm, feeling the mate bond, my eyes couldn't leave hers in our aroused state.

"What is it bro?" I mind link him.

"Hunnie, don't be nervous. He won't hurt you." Bahm tells Hunnie outloud.