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Stan was so tired after that whole ordeal of watching his mate transform, fighting rogues, and then taking his first dick he had a deep sleep. He woke up to the delicious smell of coffee and the sweet sight of his mate sitting beside him in bed, smiling at him.
“Thanks,” he murmured as he took the hot cup of coffee from Will.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” Will said.
“Oh, oh, should I be worried?”
“It’s nothing bad,” Will assured him. “First of all, I hope I didn’t hurt you last night.”
“No, you didn’t.” Stan took a sip of his coffee with an amused glint in his eyes. “You lay some dame good pipe, soldier.”