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As I come again, drenching the sheets with my slick, I reach a hand out to dismiss the flames around us.

Just in time.

The moment Adar's cock slips from my body, his knot spent, his cum spilling out of me, Thale stalks forward with his hand around his knot.

His eyes burn and simmer as he flips me onto my belly, spread my legs wide, and positions his cock between them, its flared head lining up with my raw, slick folds.

Grabbing my neck, he kisses the healing bite on my skin, and promises me, "Your little pussy is mine now, my Caterina, and this time, I won't hold back."

I cry out, fisting my hands in the sheets, as he knots inside me with a single powerful stroke.

Chapter35

Thale

Her slick is wet and drenching with another alpha's cum. This would anger me if it weren't for the hot arousal I feel, so overwhelming that I can't hold back anymore.

Watching her writhe and come. Smelling her slick in the air. Seeing it drench the sheets. It was all I could do not to stride forward and try to knot her mouth, her ass, even her pussy—and Adar knew that, which is why he put up the wall of flame.

As he stumbles from the bed, he slaps me on the ass and tells me, "Good luck, old man."

I flip him off, concentrating on the sweet little body beneath me as I carefully pull my cock out and thrust it back in again, knot and all.

Caterina cries out and writhes beneath me, her body taking it easily, her channels clenching around my cock and sucking my knot deeper in. The shape of it does more than just tie an omega like her to an alpha like me. It also has a second purpose: removing another alpha's seed from her body.

As I thrust deeply in and pull all the way out, Adar's scent is drawn from her body, replaced with her sweet, unspoiled slick. My cock throbs at the smell of it, the knot becoming helplessly engorged, I and know instinctively that Imustbe the first when it counts.

Because the first babe she carries with her will be mine, one way or another. A babe born from the earth, from strong, growing things that live long, happy lives. There's no better element than nature when it comes to making a happy, healthy omega's baby. She deserves that—an uncomplicated pregnancy without any pain or heartbreak.

I silently swear that I'll give it to her, as I adjust my angle and thrust in a way that makes her whimper with desire. Whatever plans I thought I had when I came to this earth by her spell, I've forgotten all of them in this moment. Because I would do anything, kill anyone, to stay here on Earth with her, no matter how it stains me.

Which is why it's a good thing Morgan is already dead, because no one besides my fellow gods will ever be calledher alphaagain.

"Thale." Caterina writhes beneath me, pressing her hips up and moaning as her body sucks my cock deeper in. "Please, Thale, tie me to you. Enough teasing... I want your knot, all of it."

I grab her hips, snarling helplessly with desire. My knot slips inside her, and it physically hurts to wrench it out before it can grow engorged enough to tie her.

"Soon, Dear Heart, I promise." Reaching down, I rub teasing circles around her clit until she's thrusting her hips forward and back, onto my thumb and my cock in turn. "First, I want to taste your slick while you're in heat. And I had to clean you out to do it."

She cries out as I pull out of her completely, and it takes all my self control not to thrust my knot in her precious cunt and let go completely. But I want all of her to drench me, from my cock to my fingers to my beard and mouth. I just wanted to make sure another alpha's taste wouldn't interfere with the promise.

Flipping her over, I slide my head between her thighs and promise to satisfy her. As I thrust my fingers inside her, I crook them and pull them slowly out, making her cry out and grab onto the sheets. Sniffing the slick that drenches my skin, I'm satisfied by the fact that it no longer smells of the fire god.

He makes an irritated noise in the corner of the room. I'm sure he's already thinking of how he'll get revenge for this later. As I spread Caterina's pretty pink thighs and bury my mouth on her slick, though, I don't care.

She writhes and twists against my with every stripe of my tongue along her delicate folds. When I put my mouth around her clit and lightly suck, she moans my name, until I feel like the all-powerful god I'm supposed to be. Grabbing her thighs, I hold her down and have my way with her until her slick coats my beard.

I stroke her until she's clenching around my tongue, her moans light and sweet.

Until her clit throbs against my lips, and she cries out no more, begging me to stop, sensitive and beautiful.

Then, and only then, do I draw away from her, flip her onto her side, lay down beside her, and part her legs so my cock fits back in.

This time, I thrust deep in, grind, and moan as I let my knot be consumed by her slick pussy.

This time, I let it slip into her body and become engorged, tying her to me.

Then I reach around to her clit and nipples, ready to play with her for hours.

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