Page 35 of Greedy Gods


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His hot release fills me in endless streams as his swollen knot locks us together once more. Thale's teeth graze my arched throat, biting down just enough to break skin as his seed pours into me.

I cry out at the sharp pleasure-pain, writhing beneath him. I can feel the spark in my womb as my omega body responds. His bite ensures my womb is fertile for him, bonding us together irrevocably as mates.

We remain tied, surrounded by the mingled scent of our passion. Thale nuzzles against my throat, lapping the small wound as it heals. I float in peaceful bliss, cherishing the closeness of our entwined bodies.

As the shudders wracking our entwined bodies finally ebb, Thale collapses over me. I hold him close, combing my fingers through his sweat-damp hair. Our hearts gradually settle into a matching rhythm, and contentment steals over me.

This steadfast, passionate man is everything I could desire in a mate. With him, body and soul, I am complete.

Thale nuzzles into the crook of my neck, his warm breath tickling my skin. "My Rina," he whispers fervently. "You are my heart, my life. With you, I am home."

His words kindle warmth in my core. I cradle his rugged face between my palms, blinking back tears.

"As you are mine, Thale," I tell him softly. "My true mate."

We trade tender kisses, simply reveling in the closeness of our entwined bodies. I run my fingers through his tousled hair, feeling his solid strength surrounding me. As long as I have this, nothing else matters.

Eventually Thale slips from my body with a sigh of regret. I mourn the loss of connection, but he quickly gathers me close again.

"Hush, dear one. I'm here," he soothes.

Thale begins pressing gentle kisses over my face and throat, relearning my body with his hands. Though spent and sated, I crave his touch, his worshipful attention. I will never tire of this man's passion.

When Thale's caresses rekindle the flames between my thighs, he takes me again with exquisite care. We move together slowly, each subtle sensation magnified. My fingernails trace his straining muscles as pleasure carries us higher.

This time when we find our peak, it comes softly as the sea meeting the shore. I cling to Thale, whispering my devotion as bliss rolls through us. His deep rumbling answers me, our voices mingling.

After, we remain entwined by the dying fire, trading tender words and touches. Thale's big hand splays over my belly, thumb stroking reverently. The promise in his touch brings tears to my eyes.

Someday soon, I will carry our child within me—living proof of our love. The thought fills me with indescribable joy. My stalwart mate, my heart...with him, I am home.

Curled safe against Thale's chest, his steady heartbeat beneath my cheek, sleep gradually claims me. I dream of our future, bright with hope. Dark times may come, but together, we will build something lasting.

Tomorrow dawns a new day. And whatever it brings, with my pack and my devoted mates at my side, I know we will prevail. Our story has only just begun.

ChapterEighteen

Sunlight streams through the windows of the cozy cabin, rousing me from peaceful dreams. For a long moment, I simply bask amongst the rumpled furs, breathing in the lingering scents of passion.

The warm bulk at my back shifts, and Adar's strong arm tightens around my waist, surrounding me with his smoky, crackling scent. His heat envelops me as he nuzzles into the crook of my neck.

"Good morning, my little flame," Adar rumbles, voice still rough with sleep. His lips graze my shoulder, nipping lightly.

I lace my fingers through his, marveling at the contrast of his battle-roughened hands against my own. Adar could crush stone in that fiery grip, yet he cradles me as gently as he would a hatchling bird.

Rolling over to face him, I trace the beloved lines of his rugged features. "Good morning, my warrior."

Adar's amber eyes glow with affection. We share a slow, heated kiss, simply reveling in each other. No matter how many times we've come together, waking in Adar's embrace feels like a gift.

When we finally draw back, Adar strokes his knuckles down my cheek. "I hope you rested well, little flame. I heard you last night. It sounds like you had fun."

Heat blooms under my skin at the praise. "Thanks to Thale, I feel thoroughly loved and claimed."

Adar's gaze sharpens with interest. "Is that so? Then perhaps you need reminding who else you belong to."

Before I can respond, a wave of nausea washes over me. I press a hand to my mouth, willing my roiling stomach to settle.

Concern flashes across Adar's face. "Rina? What's wrong?"

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