Page 44 of The Hellbeast's Betrayal

I resisted the urge to groan and decided… fuck letting him down gently, because clearly, Viking boy needed it spelling out. Something I started to do in a very obvious way, making sure Jared could hear every damn word and therefore proving my point.

“That HellBeast over there, he means everything to me. Yeah sure, he’s growly, broody, can be a total pain in my ass, and talk about slow on the uptake when a girl likes him…”

“Ella…”Jared warned, making me sigh.

“But the point I am getting at here is, I love him. I’ve always loved him. Even when I didn’t think he loved me, I knew I still did. I fell in love with him the very first time I saw him, and nothing is going to change that. Not if thousands of other men lined up to meet me, not even if a Viking God as good looking as you saved my life, would I ever love another.”

“I under…” Understanding dawned over his features, but I wasn’t done.

“I would even go as far to say as I am obsessed with him. Dream of him every night, dance in the meadows, sing at birds type of sappy love,” I said, still not willing to leave it at that, and I was quick to interrupt him once again,

“Yes, I think I am getting…”

“Like our love is the type that poets write sonnets about, I even considered naming my vibrator the HellBeastanator, but in the end I just went with Bob.”

“Er…?”

“Now of course, I don’t need one because my man is mind-blowing in the sack and can do this thing with his tongue that rolls around sort of like this…” I started trying to show him, which was when Jared finally got the point, making me squeal when I was suddenly flipped over his shoulder.

“Alright, that’s quite enough of that,” he stated, making me chuckle before lifting myself up to wave at Tyr and say,

“But I think you’re a great guy and deserve to meet a great goddess someday!” To which I received a smack on the ass.

“You made your point, love,” Jared said, making me grin in victory. He put me back on my feet and in a new vacant tent, and I was still smiling.

“Oh good, which means next time you will what…?” I asked, rolling my hand around, making him groan.

“Next time?! Fuck, but just how many Gods are you expecting to…”

“You will what, Jared?”I said more forcefully.

“I will let you deal with it,” he conceded in a dry tone.

“Damn right you will!” I added, and when I turned to face the bed, fully intent on being in it for longer this time, I felt his arms go around me and his lips came to my ear before he said,

“Sorry, baby.”

I released a sigh before telling him,

“Yeah, well there is one way you can make it up to me.”

“Yeah, and what’s that, sweetheart?”

I looked back at him over my shoulder and granted him a wink as I said…

“By doingthat thing with your tongue.”

16

BAD TIMING

JARED

Fuck but it was good to have my girl back.

I was so damn happy I could have easily forgotten where we were. But of course, there was always some fucked up way to remind us of the shit we faced, our argument being no different. Or should I say, the reasons for it. Because the second that fucker Tyr, God of arseholes, had the nerve to want to dance with my girl, I had lost my shit.

Shit Ella hadn’t appreciated me losing.

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