Page 69 of Rhaz's Redemption
“It was very good,” Beatrice smiled and I did it again.
Slowly, I was able to build up a rhythm that was pleasurable for us both, and I kept working her sensitive nub until she clutched the furs with her fists and her body trembled with need.
My need for release was bordering on pain. She felt so damn good. Every thrust into her felt like heaven and every time I pulled out of her felt like death. Mating with Beatrice was like dying and going to heaven over and over and over again. There was no better experience to be had on this plane of existence.
“I’m close,” she breathed and I sped up my movements slightly, gauging her response to see if she liked it.
She squeezed me even tighter and wrapped her legs around my waist.
“Yes,” she breathed. “Good. So good.”
Hearing her praise nearly sent me soring, but I couldn’t come yet. Not until she did. Beatrice would always come first. I’d make sure of that.
I kept thrusting into her gritting my teeth against the pleasure of it all until I felt Beatrice’s channel squeeze me tighter than ever before.
“Gah!” I shouted as she came against my cock. I couldn’t hold back anymore. With a shout I released my seed into my mate until there was nothing left to give. Beatrice’s cries of pleasure filled my ears, and I loved it.
I collapsed onto the furs next to my Beatrice and drew her into my arms.
“Together forever, you and I. We’ve been united in body and soul.”
“Together forever,” she agreed.
Chapter 29
Rhaz
CW: Violence, descriptions of bloodshed, battle scenes, on page death scene
The next day, Beatrice and I slept in long after the sun had risen. We hadn’t mated again that night since my mate’s body needed time to recover, but the pleasure of having her in my arms was enough to keep me from moving. That was until I heard a knock at the door.
I leapt from the furs and stood between my mate and the door.
“You will not harm her! I won't let you,” I snarled.
“I don’t want your mate,” intoned a deep voice of a younger male.
That wasn’t a voice I’d expected to hear. I flung the door open and found Drovo’s younger brother Favalor standing there looking anxious.
“How’d you get down here?” I asked.
“I brought a ladder,” he pointed to the long rope ladder that lead directly out of the ravine.
“Thank the goddess,” I pushed past him and tested the ladder’s strength to make sure it would be safe for my mate.
“We have to go,” Favalor interrupted my inspection. Your dekes is here fighting your sire and his hunters. They need you.”
“What brought them here?” I asked.
“They came to rescue you, Beatrice, Anusha, and Fatima.” Favalor replied.
So they were still missing. It made my stomach churn knowing members of my dekes were being held hostage by vile males. I was glad my fellow shifters brought the fight to the valley. This retribution was long overdue.
“Did you know we were here the whole time?” Beatrice came out of the cabin fully dressed and with her pack secured to her back.
“No,” Favalor shook his head.
“We’ve been searching for you for days. I spotted your cabin in this ravine last night and figured that was the spot. So we made this ladder to help you get out.”
