Chapter 31
Taryn
It’s been several weeks since I resurrected a goddess and saved the world.
The news reports that the air is cleaner than it has been in decades and scientists are baffled as to why.
Social media is abuzz with people noticing that their water tastes better suddenly.
I believe it, because I’ve noticed it too.
Like the world is healing, and all the things we blamed on each other were because one goddess was doing the work of two.
All because of Gilgamesh. I’m glad that evil wolf is rotting wherever Silver Pack disposed of him. No king’s burial for him.
We’ve moved away from Covington to New Salem.
After everything that happened, I felt like I could use a change of scenery, and Victor’s closer to Silver Pack here.
He said he’d live anywhere with me, even my grandmother’s house.
While watching him bump into things in that house and probably falling off the bed in the middle of the night might be entertaining, I wouldn’t do that to him. Not my beloved mate.
We’ve got another luxury penthouse, except now we own it. Literally own it. My name is on the deed beside his. The fate-block is broken, and fate has arrived with everything magnificent I could imagine.
I’m relaxing on the couch with a cranberry vodka. Victor’s on the phone with Saul. I can’t fully understand what they’re saying, but it sounds like a vampire may be in New Salem. I hope I didn’t hear that right.
But I’ve been feeling off today, and I need Victor’s attention.
“Something’s happening,” I say, interrupting him. “I’m feeling really warm, like there’s a fire in my belly, and I don’t think it’s the alcohol.”
Victor ends the call and turns to me with a funny look on his face. “Warm? Already?” Then he laughs.
“Why are you laughing?” I ask, looking at him in concern. “This isn’t normal.”
“Yes, it is,” he chuckles. “You’re going into heat. Tonight, it will be like a mini frenzy. You’ll feel my knot when I’m done with you.”
“Just when I was starting to feel normal again,” I groan, leaning back on the couch.
“Don’t worry,” he says, walking closer to the couch. “I know how to take care of you.”
Victor’s dark gaze is captivating, but it’s the hunger in his eyes that makes me tremble with arousal.
He closes the distance between us and a fresh wave of heat rolls through my core.
I press my thighs together instinctively, rubbing enough to create some light friction.
All that does is make the warmth spread until I feel an ache that makes me squirm even more.
“This is really going to be like a mini frenzy?” I ask, swallowing hard as I feel the slickness seeping into my panties.
“Yes, mate,” he rumbles. “Nothing is as intense as a first bonding and mating frenzy, but that’s exactly what this is going to feel like. It just won’t last as long. Probably.”
I moan, long and loud. “I hope I can handle it.” I rub my legs together a little more.
“You can. You’ll always be my needy little mate,” he growls, dropping to his knees in front of me with a grace that still surprises me for a man of his size.
His big hands move up my legs, pushing the hem of my dress higher and higher until it’s bunched around my waist. “And right now, you’re very needy.
Your sweet pussy is practically begging for me. I can smell how wet you already are.”
He doesn’t waste time with teasing or soft kisses.
He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and jerks them down my legs in one smooth, quick motion.
He lets out a low growl and tosses the soaked fabric aside like it offends him for being in the way.
I let out a gasp as he spreads my thighs wide, exposing me completely to his hungry gaze.
The cool air of the penthouse sweeps across my soaked folds and I shiver, but the heat inside me only burns hotter, like a fire that refuses to be contained.
It’s definitely different from the frenzy, but I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
Right now, I just need my mate. If this is like a frenzy, then I’m ready to give in to it.
“Fuck, just look at you,” he groans, leaning close enough for me to feel his hot breath against my sensitive skin. “This swollen clit would be enough proof that you’re in heat if your pussy wasn’t fucking dripping so much for me. And your scent… fuck. I bet you taste sweeter than ever.”
His tongue laves through my folds and he licks from my entrance to my clit, gathering every drop of my arousal.
The sudden intense pleasure makes my hips jerk hard on the couch.
He growls in approval, the vibration traveling through me, making my walls tingle with pleasure.
His tongue caresses me slowly, seeming to be everywhere at once.
It teases my clit, wraps around it, and strokes the swollen bud a few times before slithering away.
“That feels so good,” I moan.
“I’m just getting started, little girl,” he growls.
He lowers his lips, snarling like the hungry wolf he is. The next thing I know, his mouth is sealed over my clit, sucking hard, while his tongue flicks rapidly against the sensitive bundle of nerves. My hips buck, grinding my pussy against his face. I squeal with a mixture of surprise and delight.
“Oh goddess! Oh Victor,” I mewl, my hips jerking until he digs his fingers into them, holding me in position while he ravages my needy pussy.
I can definitely feel more tightness in my clit.
It throbs and aches more than usual. The way Victor sucks and strokes it with his tongue just seems to trap more blood in it and make it tighter.
The pressure builds inside me until I can’t stand it anymore.
My fingernails dig into his scalp and my back arches as he sucks an orgasm out of my clit.
“Fuuuuuck!” I cry out, my thighs trembling against his hands as I come.
As soon as the pressure releases, Victor releases the seal on my clit.
His tongue moves to my entrance and pushes in, moving against my walls while they’re still fluttering with pleasure.
I dig my fingernails into his scalp even harder when his tongue moves against my g-spot, sending me over the edge again.
“Yes, fuck, this is what I needed,” I groan, my pussy trying to clench his long, wet tongue as it glides along my passage.
I usually get Victor’s cock more than his tongue, and I’m hoping his tongue isn’t all I’m going to get during this heat, but it’s heavenly right now.
The speed. The intensity. The way he teases my g-spot constantly while he licks my walls.
The pressure builds beautifully until I can’t hold back any longer.
“Victor!” I scream, thighs quivering, my pussy clenching and fluttering on his tongue.
I come hard, grinding against his lips while he devours my juices.
He’s as thirsty as he is hungry, never slowing down as he laps at my fluttering entrance.
He’s opened the floodgates again. The orgasms are chaining together, keeping me in a constant state of bliss.
His constant rumbles of approval and hunger rock through me in unison with the bursts of pleasure.
When his tongue finally slides out of me, I’m still gasping, orgasms rippling through my core.
“I need so much more than a taste of you, mate,” he croons possessively, dark gaze meeting mine as he gathers me into his arms.
I’m not quite boneless, but I’m still tingling with pleasure.
Victor carries me to the bedroom, strips the rest of my clothes off, and puts me face down on the bed.
I don’t even have to ask what is going to happen.
I’m already raising my ass obediently when I feel his hands smoothing up my thighs, over my ass cheeks and gliding to my hips.
“I need to be rutted,” I whimper, feeling the saliva and arousal running down my thighs.
“You’re damn right you do,” he rumbles. “Rutted until you feel my knot.”
“Yes, goddess yes,” I mewl, wiggling my ass.
Victor sheds his clothes while I drip for him, gyrating while I try to wait patiently.
As soon as his hands wrap around my waist, I push back, meeting the blunt head of his cock as it enters me.
I gasp from the stretch and the fullness, but it feels so incredible, I can definitely tell this is closer to a frenzy than the usual need that puts me in this position.
“You haven’t been this fucking wet since I had you tied to the bed,” he growls, tightening his grip as he begins to thrust.
“Which time?” I moan. “During the frenzy… or in Paris?”
“Both,” he chuckles, setting a hard rhythm that knocks the breath out of my lungs every time he slams into me. “I warned you I was just getting started.”
“I can feel it now,” I whimper, my pussy already fluttering on his thick cock.
“I didn’t successfully breed you during the frenzy, but I’m not going to waste a heat,” he rumbles. “I’ll make damn sure I put a baby inside my beautiful mate tonight.”
“Please,” I whine, pushing back against his hard thrusts. “I need it. I… want… want you to breed me.”
“Oh, you’re definitely in heat,” he chuckles approvingly, his dick twitching inside me. “Scream it, mate!”
His thrusts hammer into me relentlessly, and I have no choice but to scream it. “Breed me! I want you to breed me!”
His dick twitches a few more times and I feel the heat coiled inside me.
It’s not exactly like a frenzy, but there is a mushiness in my head.
Thoughts creep into my head until I imagine myself pregnant with our child.
Happy. Content. Safe in Victor’s embrace, as we raise a family together.
A family that becomes a pack. I never wanted it more than I do right now.
“You’re going to take my cock until I knot you,” he growls, his quick thrusts keeping the pleasure rushing through my core constantly.
“Yes, yes, please, Victor! I need it,” I groan pitifully, my brain getting mushier as my body reacts to my mate.
He’s merciless, possessive, and rough. Exactly what I need right now.
His hard, throbbing cock thunders into my drenched pussy.
His hand occasionally cracks against my ass, making it sting in an exquisite way.
Most of the time, his hands just stay around my waist, squeezing tight, yanking me along his length every time one of his thrusts is driven deep.
“Just like the fucking frenzy. You’re tight as hell, whimpering so beautifully, and can’t get enough of my cock,” he growls. “And I can tell you’re about to come all over it.”
“I am! Oh fuuuuuck!” I cry out, my pussy clenching him hard as I keen out my bliss.
He slams into my pussy while I orgasm, causing it to peak so high I see stars before I come again.
I’m all his now. Climaxing helplessly on his length while he chases his release.
I don’t know if the golden flame is back in his eyes, but it feels like that kind of aggression.
The kind of aggression that reminds me I’ll always have a wolf shifter to take care of me, no matter what the world throws my way.
“We haven’t even made it through this one, and I’m already looking forward to all of your future heats,” he gasps, still moving inside me.
“If they’re anything like this, I hope I get them regularly,” I moan, still shuddering with bliss.
“You will,” he says, his thrusts getting more erratic. “You’re my perfect mate, and I’m about to fill you with my seed and make you take my knot.”
Victor lets out a rumbling roar, then slams his cock deep inside my pussy. I come on him while he pumps me full of seed, and as soon as his knot stretches me, I start climaxing like I can’t stop, every flutter draining more of him into me.
“Knotted, just like you should be,” he growls approvingly, testing the knot before letting out a groan when another rush of seed spills into my pussy. “I’m going to knot you every chance I get until this heat burns out.”
Victor makes good on his promise. I stay stretched around his knot until it recedes, but he doesn’t pull out. He starts thrusting again, hardening inside me until I’m screaming his name again.
My heat lasts less than twenty-four hours, which feels almost like a tease. Finally, when I’m expecting his knot again, all I feel are hard throbs. If the lack of a knot wasn’t enough to tell me the heat is over, there’s a raw, aching feeling in my pussy that confirms it. I’ve had all I can stand.
“Now we wait,” Victor growls, slowly pulling his spent cock out of my battered pussy.
“Wait?” I groan, collapsing against the mattress.
“To see what comes first,” he chuckles, kissing the back of my neck. “A baby or another heat.”
“Yeah, I guess we will just have to wait and see,” I say.
Except there’s something different inside me.
A spark I’ve never felt before. My hand moves to my stomach and I realize it’s life.
The same feeling I had after some of the rituals that turned into miracles.
My druid powers haven’t gone away, and it seems they can still sense life, even when it’s only a tiny spark inside my belly.
I’ll share the good news with Victor soon. For now, I just need to rest. He’s made me believe I deserve everything good, and now I don’t just deserve it, I want it.
I can’t wait to build a family with my mate. My beloved Victor.
The End