44. ANGEL

I had so many questions, but I didn’t know where to start. At the moment, his cock almost felt exactly like the toy Mason, and I used in our last scene. In all honesty, it was a bit scary at first, but it wasn’t unpleasant. I moved my hips experimentally and shuddered when I felt the pull where our bodies were locked together. His knot was rubbing against a spot inside me that made my stomach clench. “Are you mad at me?” Lucas questioned. “You bonded me without me knowing what was happening,” I muttered. “You should have told me from the start instead of lying about it.” “I know.” He swallowed loudly. “I’m sorry, little rabbit.” I pursed my lips to stop myself from saying what I wanted. The last thing I wanted was to start a fight. “How long does your…knot…?” I trailed off, unsure how to voice the question. Lucas’s eyes darted over my face. He looked uncertain which was so unlike himself. Licking his lips, he cleared his throat and looked away from me. “Up to an hour,” he said