Fuck, when did I get so lucky? After my mother vanished and rumors said she’d been killed, after my father broke and started drinking, I felt like my life was over. I ran in the forest, drank and fucked around, losing the thread.
Losing my mind.
That was when I entered the temple and offered myself as an acolyte of Ares. It felt right. Abusing my body, emptying my head, on some days it felt like the one thing keeping me alive.
There, I had a dream of Goddess Cassia telling me to find out what had happened to my mother. She also told me that my fate was waiting for me on the plain.
I never thought what kind of fate she meant.
Not until I met Rosie.
I’ve thought of going to the temple to make an offering to the Goddess, thank her for her guidance. If not for that dream, I might never have found Rosie.
Why didn’t the Goddess keep my mother from going on that fateful raid, on that rampage, killing humans and abducting a little girl, scarring her for life? Why didn’t she heal her, keep her from dying?
I close my eyes, letting the feeling of my mate pressed to my side erase the past. My cock is hard and weeping, and my knot is aching. Her sweet, curvy body is so tempting.
Sinking my cock into her hot pussy is so damn tempting.
Or how about burying my head between her thighs? The thought makes my mouth water. I want that for breakfast. Or dinner. Whatever time it is.
I open my eyes when she stirs, her dark lashes fluttering. She gazes up at me and smiles, a soft, sleepy smile that has my heart turning over in my chest. “Valen?”
“Right here, love. How are you feeling? That was a long, cold ride.”
“Mm… Warm now. You’re so warm.”
I grin. “Hot for you, baby. Always.”
She giggles softly. “And hard.”
“Always hard, for you and you only.”
Her smile widens. “With your knot swollen.”
“So swollen for you, love.”
She squirms a little. “Will you put it in me? I want…”
“What do you want? Tell me.”
“You, inside me,” she breathes.
“Fuck…”
And then Konstam says from somewhere behind me, “How about you get that room now?”
“Not that I would mind watching,” Konstam is muttering, like the dick he is, as I wrap her in the blanket and get up to find us some clothes.
“Shut your trap,” I say, “or we won’t be friends anymore.”
“That hurt, Valen. I thought we were like brothers.”
“Wait until you find your mate, and see how you feel about someone else watching.”
He scratches his head. “It’s that intense, huh?”
“You bet your balls it is.”
