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I’m so close, climbing, almost there—And then he lifts his head and pins me with a look.
“Oh, what? Why? Why did you stop?”
His answer is to thrust his pants down only far enough to free his cock. He drags the tip the length of my pussy until he snags at my entrance and thrusts deeply.
I arch up off the bed as nerves the length of my channel spark around his thick cock.
With a growl that is savage to the core, he pounds into me, his eyes locked on the collar at my throat.“You are mine, mate. Mine forever. Mine until your Goddess takes us both to her side, for she’s my Goddess too, now. Until that time, I shall worship you, my love, my world, the mother of my unborn child, my filthy, needy little mate.”
His knot blooms swiftly. The climax I was denied tears through me as he locks me on his brutal, disfigured knot that is the source of so much ecstasy. I writhe and thrash under him, my body turning molten with the pleasure.
He closes his big, rough hand around both my throat and the collar, and holds me in place.
“You have been very naughty,”he says.“There is going to be a lot.”
I feel him pulsing, pulsing, more and more, filling me, my belly swelling in an unnatural way.
“You will bear it, mate. You will bear it because you are mine.”
And I do, willingly, gladly. I would bear anything for him.
* * *
Basking in the heady glow of reconnecting after our misunderstanding, we go together to the central chamber of the den, only to find the whole pack is on edge. Tavion has just returned from patrolling the village of Andell and brings with him trouble in the form of a village lass.
Travis prowls back and forth across the space in front of the dais, his normal scowl etched even deeper into his features as he seethes. Not even his favorites dare to go near. Not only did his son patrol against his wishes, Deba tells me in a low voice, but he also claimed a human as his mate. Fern, the sweet healer Jay and Judson mentioned, has been claimed by their patrol leader.
ChapterFive
Jasmine
Ispend a little time with the young village lass every day, for Tavion has asked me to tend to her. I can see why Judson and Jay were so sweet on the healer. Fern is pretty and kind-natured. She has also suffered terribly at the hands of a cruel mistress and daughter to Andell’s lord. All these things combined have roused not only the patrol’s ardor but also their protective instincts.
She has been beaten badly and still bears the cuts and bruises of her wicked treatment. It breaks my heart to see her so, but I’m grateful that Tavion trusts me to do what I can for his mate.
Mate.
Tavion is very clear about what the lass is.
The lass is not similarly aligned and blushes furiously every time I use the word in conversation.
Further confusing her, no doubt, is the over-attentiveness of all the members of Tavion’s patrol. As I tend to her in their fur-covered bed, helping her to sip a little water, I’m aware of the patrol members hovering in the periphery. The animal skin that covers the entrance to the chamber is constantly being pushed aside for one or the other of them to stare in at her, in a way that is nothing short of intense.
They all want to claim her.
All six of them… because the lass is a latent omega, and that is the way things are done.
And it is not only Tavion and his patrol who see her as theirs, but also two humans who have turned up from the village—an alpha and a beta!
I have enough on my hands with one orc, so I can’t imagine how the sweet woman will fare with eight lusty mates clamoring for her attention. The poor lass is overwhelmed on every count. Worse, Tavion is all surly possessive wolf, and matters are progressing post-haste.
Unwrapping her injured hand so I can check on her formerly broken fingers, I try to push aside the ruckus going on beyond the bedding chamber.
Her mates are arguing, again.
They argue all the time.
But at least they are not fighting today.
