#Chapter 45: Give And Take

Hugh’s POV There’s something wrong with my mate. Not physically, mind, because I can personally attest that her body is reacting to each of my touches with absolutely delectable reactions. But, even after I’ve pleasured her thoroughly with my tongue, fingers, and dick, when she usually would be filled with enough bliss to be a giggling happy mess. Right now, her expression seems to be as sour as it was when I first arrived and set to brightening it. I succeeded for too short a time. More efforts will likely be needed on my part, and I will be happy to provide. But seeing her so downtrodden is somewhat… troubling. I’m not sure why I care. After all, we’ve both said that we only want sex out of this relationship, fated mates or no. And until now, that’s worked well for both of us. Meeting up, fucking each other’s brains out, then going our separate ways. No strings. No attachments. No problems. My current dilemma isn’t even her fault for the most part, other than her being