Page 74 of Their Rejected Queen

Then he trails his fingers down my stomach. “I can help with the pain.”

He doesn’t mention the burning agony in his own eyes as I give him a jerky nod.

Then he slides his fingers down.

My eyes roll into the back of my head as he touches me where I want him.

Where I need him.

When my mouth parts on a moan, he swallows all my sounds with a kiss. My noises are muted as he swirls his fingers over my clit, then dips slightly inside me, gathering my wetness before touching me again.

I grip his shoulders like I’m going to die on the spot.

Maybe I will. I’ve had orgasms before, and I’ve had partners before, but nothing has ever felt like this.

He continues to swallow my moans as he quickens his pace. “Come for me, little moon,” he says against my mouth.

My body is more than willing to comply.

I explode from the inside, and I bite down to keep from screaming. For some reason, he’s chosen to relieve me within earshot of the rest of his pack.

At first, I’m not sure what I have clenched between my teeth, until I realize it’s Godric’s lower lip.

He’s bleeding, but he doesn’t seem to care.

He brings me down from the pulsating high as he slowly withdraws his fingers.

Then he licks them as he watches me. I stare at him, mesmerized.

“Good girl,” he praises when he’s done, then scoops me up again.

I can’t protest. My legs wouldn’t work right now even if I wanted them to.

He takes me through one of the gates. It opens for him when he approaches, and no one says a word as he carries me through the encampment.

Based on the way that nostrils flare and eyes widen, the pack knows what we’ve been up to.

But I’m the Alpha’s concubine, right? This shouldn’t be weird.

Except, it feels like we’ve done something forbidden as Godric marches me to his tent.

Once we’re inside, he snuggles me inside the blankets and kisses my brow. “Get some rest. The first combat is in a month’s time, and between Arwan, Ze’ev, and me, we’re all going to make sure you’re ready.”

I grab his wrist before he tries to leave. He’s too massive for my hold to reach all the way around, but he pauses the moment he feels my touch.

“What about you?” I ask, eyeing his raging hard-on. Did he really just parade through the camp with that on full display? Damn. That’s some confidence.

He gives me a grin that shows his sharp teeth. “I’m going to shift and go for a run. My wolf will just have to be satisfied with that.” He strokes my face. “Like I said, I’d never do anything to harm you or risk your life. You’re too special.”

There it is again.

Godric keeps calling me special.

But what’s so special about me?

I ponder that as I finally nod and release him. He quietly shifts, then I’m alone in the tent.

Between the crash from the strength potion and the satisfaction humming through my veins, I don’t fight the sleep that swims over me like a wave.