Mated To My Sister’s Alpha Fiance

Chapter 132

Skylar

“Can you please, please massage me?” Lucas whines the second we make it back to his mansion.

I’m exhausted and fall flat on his bed without responding. We have defeated too many demons to count and are done for tonight.

Daisy and Xavier have taken the night shift.

Lucas pokes my butt, making me squirm. “Babe?” he asks as he sits down beside me.

“What?”

“Could you please spoil me? Fighting as a dragon all day has left my muscles feeling sore.”

I blush after he has finished his sentence. I know that we are mates and that we have marked each other already, but being this

intimate is new to me. I’ve never had a boyfriend before and honestly? I’m terrified of ruining things.

I’m also hot and bothered by just the thought of placing my hands on Lucas‘ gorgeous muscles.

“Alright,” I mumble, my face still buried in the sheets. The mattress shifts as Lucas stands and then again as he lies down in my

place.

legs folded beneath me and my heart pounding in my chest. Lucas is lying down on his stomach but turns his head to grin at me, his blue and red eyes sparkling with mischief. “You don’t have

a hand on his muscular arm. His skin is warm from his dragon transformation, and I can feel the thrumming power beneath the surface. “But I

figured you would.”

so

can be. After we had sex and ended up cuddling? I can still

accidentally suckled on your pectoral muscles, so what?

the corners. “Whatever you

frown and Lucas chuckles before facing the other direction. His face buries in the sheets, and I put one leg on either

take a deep breath and start slow, working my fingers into his muscles from his shoulders down. I try not to blush as he sighs in contentment beneath me. I

to touch him wherever I want. And I do. My fingers move of

murmurs into the pillow in a sleepy voice,

this – just being here

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my own eyelids grow heavy. The gentle rhythm of my hands massaging his tense muscles lulls me to a state of calm that I never thought was possible, considering the chaos that surrounds us. His

is barely a whisper, “you don’t

but he cuts

fine,” he assures me. “I’d rather you get some sleep. You’ve been through

+5

in agreement, fatigue suddenly weighing heavily on my shoulders. Slowly, I slide off him and nestle myself against his side, my head finding comfort in

hand absentmindedly tracing

wrap round me securely, pulling me closer until our bodies are flush against

I feel peace settling over us like a warm blanket. As I drift off to sleep with Lucas‘ heartbeat serving as my lullaby, I smile at how safe I feel

I remember before sleep claims me is the feeling of Lucas pressing a gentle ki*s to the top of my head, his hold on