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by Beth Rosalee


  Instead of responding out loud, I respond in my mind to see if he can hear me, too.

  “I just heard you talking in my head!” I whisper-shout in my mind, if that’s even possible.

  “Holy shit! I guess we created a bonded link when we completed the mating. Can you hear the guys, also?” he asks out loud as he gets this giant mischievous smile on his face.

  “No, you just sounded like you were having a chat with yourself.”

  I start smiling in confusion back at him. Suddenly, the images of Wyatt fucking me from his point of view flashes in my mind, making me moan before I can stop myself.

  “What in the hell! Don’t do that, how can you do that?” I gasp and smack him in the chest.

  He laughs; then, grunts with my smack, rubbing his chest as if I actually hurt him. I roll my eyes at him.

  “Come on, I want a shower; then, I need to talk to all of you about something before we go meet Gray’s daddy,” I laugh as I head out of the basement gym.

  “You better not let either of them hear you calling him that; they are both way too alpha for that shit.”

  Laughing with me, Wyatt follows me up, smacking my ass as we get to the top. He heads off in the direction of the living room, speaking into my mind as he goes.

  “I’ll gather the guys; you better hurry your pretty little ass before I send Liam in there to finish what he started.”

  Laughing is a strange thing to hear in your mind. This will definitely take some getting used too.

  “Yeah, yeah- I’m hurrying,” I respond back as I head to my room to quickly shower and change into some comfy sweats and a t-shirt.

  Chapter 28

  Celia

  I head back out into the living room to find all the guys relaxing in different spots. Except Gray, of course, cause that asshole doesn’t know how to relax. He still is keeping his distance from me for some reason. Oh well, at least I have three other guys to be nice to me. Everyone needs a little bit of asshole in their life.

  “We are all here; so, talk. What haven’t you told us?” Gray demands as soon as I’m inside the living room.

  My eyes widen with his statement. Even though I literally just called him an asshole, it still takes me by surprise when he throws it at me like that.

  “Uh, wow, sure boss. Let’s just cut right to the chase then shall we.” I look at the guys while rolling my eyes, then clear my throat, “Ok, so, uh, when y’all found me in that cabin…. Well, that day, Svana told me something. I just wasn’t ready to share with anyone at the time. But I guess I need to tell y’all now- maybe you can help me find answers.”

  I pause to take a deep breath in, suddenly extremely nervous. My hands start shaking, so I clasp them behind my back. I clear my throat again.

  “Soooo…. basically, I’m a goddess and my father is somehow the god, Fenrir, but Svana doesn’t know how he is my father when I have two human parents. She also said that I have more to do in this world, but she doesn’t know the details of that either, just that it is something big. So, I wasn’t allowed to give up when I was trapped with Nathan. She helped me realize that I needed to fight and that I had people to live for. She told me I had you four that I need to come back to, that even though Gray is an asshole, he will be my rock and our leader.”

  I am completely flustered by the time I’m done spewing my word diarrhea. I really hate getting nervous. Things just start falling out of my mouth, especially things I don’t want to say. I gulp and cut my eyes to Gray after realizing what I said.

  But he is laughing silently and, holy shit, the smile that is lighting up that broody face is so magnificent that I turn my whole body to face him and gawk at him like an awe-struck teenager. Tate, who is closes to me, reaches up from his spot of the couch to close my jaw, snapping me out of the trance I fell into. I clear my throat and pull my eyes up to meet Gray’s.

  He stares hard at me. My insides feel like lava under his gaze and, by the star, I want him to devour me. I can’t take my eyes off of his as we continue this stare down. Only after a minute do I register Wyatt's voice in my head.

  “Staring directly into an alpha’s eyes for more than a few seconds is considered a challenge in my circumstances but, in your case, if you don’t stop, you may be completing the mating with him very soon,” Wyatt chuckles.

  I honestly don’t care; I feel like I’m going to burn up if one of these men don’t devour me right now.

  “What is happening to me?” I say to no one in particular as my body starts breaking out in sweat.

  I feel like I’m burning up inside, starting at my throbbing pussy and traveling through the rest of my body.

  “What’s wrong, Babe?” Tate asks quickly jumping to his feet and pulling me into him, making me moan and press closer without answering him. “Holy shit, you are burning up! Are you sick; what the hell is happening?”

  He sounds panicky, but I don’t give a shit. I need to feel his skin. I need his body covering mine as he consumes me. What has happened to me? I have never felt so horny in all of my life. Tate pushes my sweaty hair back from my face and my pussy throbs painfully at the contact. I feel empty inside, and if one of these fuckers doesn’t fill me up soon, I’m going to freak the fuck out.

  As I think this, I reach my hands under the hem of his shirt and start pushing it up over his head. Not fighting me, but completely confused as to what I’m doing, he lifts his arms and helps me take his shirt off the rest of the way. As soon as he drops his arms back down to me, I grab his shoulder and jump up, wrapping my legs around his waist. Not prepared for me to launch myself at him, Tate has to shift one leg back to catch his balance before he straightens back up. Grabbing me by the ass, he pulls me closer to him.

  I’m in a frenzy; I feel like I’m about to combust with all the lust filling me up. So, I do the only thing I can think of because I can’t speak to even try and explain what I need right now, I latch on to his mouth for a heated kiss. Right there in front of the other guys, I attack him. But I don’t give a fuck- they can watch. Hell, I want them to join in.

  Tate pulls me even tighter to him and takes over the kiss, parting my lips and slipping his silky tongue into my mouth. I mewl in the back of my throat and grind my pussy against his tight abs. The fiction relieves a bit of the pressure and pain, so I do it again, getting a groan from all of the guys and myself as I do.

  “You are in a mating heat, Celia; it won’t stop until you have completed all four bonds.”

  Svana is suddenly right there in my head and, apparently, Wyatt’s, also because he growls in excitement then, tells the guys.

  “She is in a mating heat, apparently, and I set it off by mating with her earlier.”

  He chuckles at the growl Gray throws at him after he finishes.

  “Mating heat? Those are extremely rare, but I guess it make sense if she is really a Goddess and is part of the two prophecies,” Liam says in his geeky knowledgeable way.

  Fuck, I love a smart man.

  I hear someone growling; then, I realize that it’s me that is doing it!

  I’m turning into a damn wild animal here.

  I break from the kiss gasping for breath. Everything feels so tight, like my clothes suddenly shrank down two sizes on me. I need to get them off. Like now. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, while Tate supports me by my ass, I struggle and fumble trying to get it off. I get tangled in it and growl, frustrated it won’t come off in my lust-induced panic.

  I mumble, “There is entirely too much talking and not enough fucking happening right now.”

  Of course, they all heard it loud and clear with their superior hearing. Mine has been developing more over the time that I’ve been here training, but I won’t have full access to it until after Svana and I bond completely, syncing ourselves as one.

  I feel hands slide around my waist as I finish my grumpy mumble. They slowly trace their way up my ribs and to my tangled-up shirt, removing it the rest of the way for me. The soft hands tell me the it’s Liam.
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  He confirms this when he whispers, “You are so fucking beautiful.” To Tate he says, “Take her to her room; take care of her first.”

  Tate nods and turns to walk off as I protest.

  “What, no! I want to stay here. With....all of you,” I say the last part nervously unsure of how that even works or if they would be ok with it.

  They all groan at me. Gray is clenching and unclenching his hands as he stares hard at us. He looks like he is struggling to keep himself under control.

  Wyatt chuckles at me.

  “Once the bonds are complete, Beautiful, we will happily fuck you together- in any way you want. But the first mating has to be done individually and alone,” he explains with a knowing smirk, making me poke out my lip and pout at him.

  He laughs even harder at that.

  “Fine, take me to my room, oh noble steed, and fuck me until I scream,” I tell Tate, making the others growl and groan at my naughty words.

  “My fucking pleasure, Babe.”

  Tate quickly walks me to my room without a backwards glance. Closing the door with his foot, he continues walking, then climbs on my bed with me still wrapped around him. He crawls up to the center of the bed and lays down with me pinned underneath him.

  I’m a complete ball of messy lust. I am squirming to try and get more friction; I need him to fill me. Stars, I have never felt like this. There are noises coming out of my mouth in desperation as he just stares at me heatedly and it’s very embarrassing. I’m vaguely aware in the back of my mind that no one actually got to respond to my earlier statement before this fire started consuming me. Also, I feel like I’m humiliating myself with this wonton woman who has burst forth.

  “Tate, please, fuck me. I need you inside me before I combust. My insides are on fire with need. Please, baby, please. Fill me with your seed.”

  I’m almost sobbing as I beg him to fuck me.

  He growls in response and I see his teeth lengthen just slightly with my pleading. The look in his eyes tells me that he isn’t going to give me what I want- yet.

  “Shh, it’s ok, Babe. I’m going to take care of you. Don’t rush perfection,” he slurs as he smiles the biggest, happiest smile I have ever seen.

  He hooks his fingers in my pants and slowly starts dragging them down my hips. Moving over, he removes them completely; then, reaches up and pulls my bra off. He sits back on his knees and devours my body greedily with his eyes.

  “You are so magnificent, Celia; I am honored to be one of your mates. I know this is probably too soon- but I love you, Babe. I will love you so completely that you won’t remember all that hurt and hate that you’ve felt in the past. I am not going to fuck you today. I am going to make love to you, baby.”

  As he finishes, he reaches up and wipes a tear that I didn’t realize was falling down the side of my cheek. He stands and removes the rest of his clothes, giving my first glimpse of his naked form. I gulp at the perfection. He is slim, but not skinny- a surfer-type of build with defined muscles and a soft V that leads down to…Holy Shit!

  The package between his legs is larger than Wyatt’s, and that is saying something, since it was the biggest cock that I’d ever seen before one minute ago. After letting me drink my fill of his body, he climbs back on top of me. He takes my mouth in a gentle, passionate kiss. Expressing through touch every word he just spoke seconds ago. His tongue is soft against mine as he explores my mouth like he has all the time in the world.

  His hands cradle my face softly as he continues to wipe the tears that are now freely falling. The heat inside me has temporarily moved up to my chest and is blooming out of my heart. He breaks the kiss to heat a path with his silky lips down my neck, pausing to kiss my mating mark from Wyatt and down to the new tattoo on my shoulder.

  He moves down to my breast, where he gently licks and sucks each nipple into hard peaks, blowing cool air on them to make them pucker even harder- only to suck them back into his mouth warming them back up. He continues down my body with hot wet kisses making the heat spread back into the rest of my body. My internal inferno is once again blazing as he loving traces a path to my pussy.

  I’m squirming by the time he nestles his shoulder in between my thighs. I’m seeking his mouth or hand- hell, I’ll even take his shoulder to grind on at this point. I just need something to take away this ache inside me. Taking my hint with a chortle, he licks me from bottom to clit in one long slow swipe. I whimper in relief at the contact, trying to arch my hips up for more. He sucks my clit into his mouth hard, pushing a finger inside my sopping wet pussy, hooking his finger up.

  I explode in seconds, screaming out his name. He continues to rub my g-spot with his finger, adding a second one, and he licks and sucks my nub to another to climaxes, drinking me up as I soak him and the bed. He helps me ride out my last climax by gently licking up and down my seam until the tremors stop. He gently kisses my pussy one last time before wiping his face and climbing back up my body.

  “Now that I’ve got you all nice and warmed up, baby, I’m going to make love to you oh so slowly. I’m going to drive you mad until you milk my cock dry.”

  He says these sweet dirty words to me in between each kiss he places on my lips. I gasp in anticipation.

  “Please, Tate, make love to me….I need you.”

  He deepens the kiss as he lines himself up with my core. I moan and spread my legs wider, inviting him in. I need him inside me like I need air. I reach down and grab his firm ass and try to pull him into me, but he doesn’t budge. He holds just the tip pressed against my opening as he sensually kisses me, sliding himself up and down my pussy, mimicking the slow pace of his kiss. He is clearly enjoying teasing me as he soaks up all the mewling and moaning coming from me.

  Getting desperate for him to finally fill me, I feel my nails lengthen against his buttocks. Just slightly piercing the skin, making him growl and jolt forward just enough that the tip presses in. I growl in victory as I feel him press in just a little bit more. Fuck, his dick is massive for being the smallest of the four. He moans as he pushes in an inch, pausing to let me adjust. There is a slight pinch from him stretching me so far, but I can handle it. I try to pull him closer, encouraging him to slam home, but he only pushes another inch in.

  I pull my mouth from his and snarl, “Dammit, Tate, fuck me already, PLEASE!”

  He chuckles, but continues to push in slowly, inch by inch, until he finally bottoms out. He stops moving and leans back, looking me in the eyes as my body adjusts quickly to his size.

  “I love you, Celia. You stole my heart the moment I saw you.”

  As he says that, he pulls out slowly, then pushes back in. He finds a rhythm in this slow pace and, no matter what I do, he keeps it slow and steady. My orgasm is building a slow momentum but I can feel it will be like anything I’ve ever felt before. Stars are already forming in my eyes as he pulls out and flips me flat on my belly; then, slowly enters me again. He never loses his slow lovemaking pace. He whispers sweet nothings to me as he builds me higher and higher. Linking our hands together, he stretches them above my head to the head bed.

  He kisses and nibbles my ear; then, whispers, “Come for me, Celia.”

  And I do.

  I scream, “Oh Tate- yes, yes! Oh baby, I love you, too!”

  I realizing that I’m crying as my voice stutters. I have never felt this euphoric ecstasy before.

  “Yes, baby, that’s it. Milk my cock. I’m going to come deep inside you, baby. Fuck, I love you,” he says as I feel him pulse inside me, spilling deep inside me, never losing his slow pace or losing control. As he climaxes, he bites my neck in the spot that feel directly under Wyatt’s mating tattoo, and then he lets go to clean the wound.

  Before he can react, that desire to bite him back slams into me. I roll over, taking him with me onto his back. With him still inside me, I sit up, lifting slightly away from his body and spinning myself to face him again. Don’t ask me how the fuck I managed this, let alone in a matter of a second
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  I’m just running on instinct at this point. Once I’m facing him, I slide back down his softening cock, leaning forward, and I bite him in the same spot I bit Wyatt. He gasps in surprise, probably not knowing that I was going to bite him back. We didn’t get to actually discuss anything earlier since I went into heat suddenly.

  I release him, licking clean his bite, and brace for the pain that I’m pretty positive is coming. The searing pain lights us both up, making him holler in shock. I just grit my teeth through it this time, since I was expecting it. I would’ve warned him- but everything happened so fast there was no chance.

  “What was that?” he asks, panting slightly from the shock and pain.

  “That was the tribal wolf tattoo that we all will…..wait, yours is a dove?” I say as I look at his shoulder.

  It’s glowing a little, also.

  “Wait, what are you talking about, Babe?”

  He gently lifts me off of him and lays me on the bed, with his arm under my head like a pillow. Moving my hair aside, he inspects my neck for himself.

  “Oh, you’re right. I didn’t even notice the wolf here in your frenzy to get our clothes off. There is definitely a dove right next to it now as well.”

  He runs his fingers lightly over the marks, sending fresh tingles to my well-loved pussy.

  How is this thing even still working after the two large members being stuffed inside it and all the orgasms that I’ve received within hours, I don’t know. How am I supposed to handle two more on top of this! And, I’m apparently in heat, so I won’t have any control over this until the bonds are complete.

  “These look beautiful against your pale skin, Pussycat, do you know what they mean? I can’t wait to see what the other’s symbol will be. I hope Gray’s is a kitten,” Tate says, then we both bust out laughing.

  I can only imagine his reaction if his symbol is a kitten. I decide to test out the bond with Tate. I respond in my mind to see if he can hear me.

  “No, I have no clue what’s going on with any of this. I wish I was able to have Svana there to talk all the time. She just sort of pops in from time to time, right now. It would be nice to be able to always have my enhanced senses like y’all; I just feel human most of the time. But, if we knew what these symbols meant, we might be able to understand what is going on a little better. Wyatt said he was going to have Liam research it after we all sat down to talk.”

 

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