Chapter Fifty-Five
Abby let out a moan in her sleep and the smell of her arousal flooded the room and his bond. Drake’s eyes shot open, he looked over at his mate.
Her leg was thrown over his and her body was twisted into the pillows. Eli trailed his hand over her hip sleepily. He was barely awake and hands were moving over her ass and hips, making her squirm more between the two of them.
Drake looked over at the other man. “What part of ‘let her rest’ did you miss, Eli?” he hissed in an angry whisper.
“Not me, I woke up to her like this.” Eli trailed his fingertips tracing over her back. She shifted, moving onto her back, and Drake let out a groan as he took in the sight of her smooth skin. Her shirt had ridden up to just under her breasts in her sleep. He wanted to kiss that skin, to
