Fated is overrated
Chapter 166

Zeke POV

She squeals slightly when I pick her up, as she probably had not expected that. As I am walking back to her bed, I notice she is staring at me intently. I wonder what is going through her mind right now. Does she regret it? She chuckles, before saying " stop worrying Zeke, geez! What will it take for you to stop thinking I am going to change my mind and run off?". I smile awkwardly at her. "Honestly, I don't think anything will" I answer truthfully. I am scared to death that I will make a mistake somehow and shatter what we have just built.

"Although I think it's cute that I make the big bad Lycan prince insecure, please stop worrying. Enjoy the moment". Just as I am smiling at her, feeling a little at ease again, she adds ".. while it lasts".

My face drops and my heart sinks instantly. What does that mean? "Oh my goddess I was just joking, Zeke. I'm sorry!". Although my heart is still hammering in my chest from her little joke, I do appreciate her joking nature. Just not about this yet. I lay her down on the bed gently. Unsure if she would be ok if we joined her, I just stand at the edge of her bed.

"Too soon Lola" I laugh lightly, despite still feeling uneased. "You know what they say, right? It's a joke, not a d*ck, don't take it so hard" she laughs, and I can't help but chuckle along.

Before I even saw him coming, Zane launches himself on the bed and pounces on top of Lola, saying "I have got something hard for you to take". She squeals and starts struggling against him. Well, actually, she isn't really struggling. We both know she could throw him off easily if she really wanted to. Before I know it, they have both ceased their fake wrestling and are both just laughing with each other. "So, ehm.. Would you like us to leave you alone so you can rest?" I ask cautiously. I really don't want to go, but I also really don't want to overstep her boundaries. She seems to be in thought for a second, while she grabs the covers and places herself under them, before she replies "you don't have to leave me alone". I guess this is an independent woman's way of saying she wants us to stay? Either way, I'll take it. "OK. I didn't bring any spare underwear, though. I wasn't exactly expecting a sleepover". She giggles, before responding "I'll have someone bring something. But for now, you can drop the towel and climb in".

You would think that after what just happened in the shower, I would be over my nerves by now. But, you would be sorely mistaken. I wasn't even thinking back there, I acted purely on my desire for her. But I have come down from my high, and now I feel nervous and giddy all over again. It's crazy what this woman does to me.

Zane removes his towel, already hard as a rock again I see, and moves under the covers. As he snuggles closer to her, I see Lola wiggling a bit before her towel comes out and she drops it to the floor. If I wasn't so entranced right now, I would probably feel a bit ashamed at the tent my c*ck is already making in my towel again.

I see some movements under the blankets, and I hear her breathing pick up. I can feel through our bond that she is horny as hell, and it's erotic as f*ck watching my brother making her all hot and heavy. "Hmmmm you're so wet for us" I hear Zane whisper, before they start kissing softly. I want in so badly, but again my stupid body won't comply.

"Give me a second" Lola whispers to Zane, before pulling away. She throws off the blanket, revealing her perfectly voluptuous body. The sight of her being completely naked, with her cheeks flushed and the l**t dripping from her eyes, this is the definition of sexy. Not to mention her breathtaking smell, and the wetness oozing from between her legs dripping onto her thighs.

Goddess. She moves to a crouching position right in front of me, peering up at me through her lashes. She reaches for my towel, and in 1 swift motion, pulls it off my body. My c*ck springs free and is hovering right in front of her face. I move my hand to cover myself and to get it out of her face, feeling slightly embarrassed.

But before my hand could reach, she has grabbed my hand tightly. She is looking directly into my eyes, when she mind links me 'don't hide from me, mate'.