Page 97 of Tortured Beasts


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“I was moving Katarina’s thing to the main bedroom. You are all mated and deserve the bigger space so all of you have one place to keep your things like mated packs do,” I said, putting the bottles in the trunk.

“Did you tell her or are you just making her?” Lucien looked at me suspiciously.

I exhaled sharply, wanting to lash out at him. “I told her about it a few days ago and she dismissed it. All I want to do is provide a space for you. You are mated, you should sleep and live in the same space.”

“We are usually in one of our rooms, but he’s right. I’ve thought about moving her things into one of our rooms,” Aeon said, walking into the room.

“So, we are just going to ignore what she wants?” Lucien looked angry.

“No, I just think she would appreciate it if you all were together. Thatiswhat that bedroom is for.” I put more things into the trunk. “Once she sees all of your stuff there too, she will stay.”

“I mean it would make things easier. The room is bigger, so is the bathroom and that tub is definitely bigger.” Aeon grabbed a few things, helping me pack up. “If she doesn’t like it, we can just blame Zev and move her things to the drawing room or one of our rooms.”

I glared at Aeon. “Seriously?”

“I mean either way it would be your fault if we hadn’t showed up.” Aeon shrugged.

Lucien looked conflicted but he came into the room, helping us pack her things.

“It would be easier if you just mated with her,” Aeon said. I knew it was only a matter of time before he brought it up.

I’m surprised it wasn’t Lucien who said it.

“You hurt her feelings by suggesting we use that room when you are fighting the mating urge. You keep rejecting her and there is only so much she can take.” Lucien moved to her nightstand.

“I don’t expect you to understand. I just can’t mate with her, it’s complicated and no matter how much my wolf wants to do it, or how much I want to do it, it’s...” I stood there, completely dumbstruck. I didn’t have a good excuse anymore, I was just being stubborn. But if I could just hold on to my hate and distrust, I might make it out of here without mating her.

“You don’t even know why you are mad anymore, do you? You’re holding onto hate or whatever it is and for what reason? We could all be blissfully happy but again, you are only thinking of yourself.” Lucien was angry and I expected it, but hearing the truth out loud hurt me even more.

I didn’t know what to say, so I stayed quiet. A buzzing sound made me turn around to see Lucien holding a very pink item in his hand which he looked at it with fascination.

“What is that?’ Aeon walked over to Lucien.

“I think it’s called a vibrator. I just finished reading a book where the man tried a lot of these on his woman. It goes right on her clit, Katarina said they were intense orgasms.”

Lucien must have seen the confusion on my face.

“The clit is her sensitive bud.” He shut off the thing and pulled out something else that looked like an egg with a long cord at the end.

“I think this one goes into her cunt and it—” he pressed a button making it vibrate. “This one looks fun. Yeah, we are definitely going to use these.” He put them in his pocket.

“You read about these in a book?” I couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah, it was a good book, the dude was cool, some guy who protects her, she writes romance novels. He helps her orgasm, makes her believe in herself and they definitely get her out of her head. I’m sure Katarina wouldn’t mind recreating one of the sex scenes and getting fucked against a bookshelf while I call her brave one.”

“Does she read this? Where did you get the book?” I wondered if I had been missing out.

“Katarina says the holy trinity of authors are always guaranteed to make you cry, feel good and give you the ‘happily ever after’ every girl deserves.”

He continued packing up her things like this conversation was so normal.

“So, she reads about sex?”

“Yeah, she says she needs a little escapism.” Lucien smirked, grabbing the other bag she brought with her and putting it on the bed, filling it up. “See, this one made her cry, but she said the shower scene was great and the guy was a hot cinnamon roll.”

He held up a pink book with butterflies on it that read ‘Until Tomorrow Comes’.

What the hell is a cinnamon roll?

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