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I lay her down on the king size bed before diving into her hot pussy for a taste. More than a taste. I lap up her juices from front to back. Her body bucks against me.

Next time, I’ll make her pussy quiver on my tongue.

I stand back for a moment and stare at her beauty sprawled out for me. I have an idea. “Stay just like that for me. I’ll be right back.”

I return with my phone. “May I?” I ask first before snapping the picture I want hanging on our wall.

She smiles and nods her approval.

I toss my phone after I’m satisfied. My dick finds its happy home inside of her.

Chapter 34

Shay

Holy fuck. Yeah, I’m thinking fuck and not frick. Pleasure like this needs a stronger word than frick. None of the scenes I played out in my head did the feeling of my mate inside of me justice. I need a new word. Shay, you’re a writer. Think of something. Nope, just fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck me.

My demigod hovers over me. His cock pushing in and out of my body in a rhythm that has my legs trembling, and I haven’t even come yet.

He laces his fingers with mine and holds my hands over his head while pulling my nipples in between his teeth.

“Oh, oh my,” slips past the moans as my no longer broken pussy explodes. She clamps Jayce’s cock tighter, pulling him in even deeper.

I hope demigods last longer than humans as I flip him over to ride him. Ride him until another cataclysmic wave of euphoria takes over.

I never imagined myself a screamer.

Jayce flips me back over. I wrap my legs around his back in a vise grip as he pounds harder and deeper.

He slows down and looks me in the eyes. “Shay, baby, should I pull out?”

“You better not.” I say with confidence, knowing I had Dr. Rayne give me a birth control shot on my visit with her. My fingernails rake across his back as he starts his rhythm again. His moans tell me he’s close to exploding.

The moonlight casts shadows across his face that’s contorting with his orgasm. I gasp when he opens his eyes, and it’s the bull staring back at me.

“Hi,” I whisper.

“Mate,” his bull tells me.

I nod and smile while rubbing my hand through his hair. “Mate.”

The bull smiles before giving Jayce back to me. “I love you, Shay.”

Jayce picked the perfect spot for tomorrow’s ceremony. Bringing these feral men to our labyrinth isn’t an option.

The abandoned Six Flags over Jazzland theme park on the outskirts of New Orleans sits like a forgotten kingdom amidst the wilds of nature. The once vibrant amusement park, now stands as a haunting reminder of Hurricane Katrina, and the devastation so many endured.

We arrive a night early to ensure we are the first ones here, and the other herd can’t setup any surprises.

The one unexpected turn is bad enough. When Evangeline realized that Frank and Peter weren’t among the men going to take part, she ran like her skirt caught fire. Circe grabbed Penelope by the wrist before she could do the same. Poor girl still trembles while clutching Circe.

Tara stopped to wish us luck. Knowing we need three women from our herd for the ceremony to continue, Tara didn’t hesitate to take Evangeline’s place.

“Tara. No!” Nikolaos barked.

She gave him the finger before lacing her arm with Cill and me.

Jayce calmed him down. “I don’t like it either, but she’s safe. We now only risk two of our heifers.”

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