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“I love that idea.”

The scent of them together under the covers was intoxicating, making his head spin a little bit and he took another kiss and then another, pressing his leg in between Harden’s they lay side by side.

He knew Harden wasn’t into anything particularly aerobic, but that was okay and it didn’t have to be acrobatic. Sometimes loving each other could be gentle and sweet.

They kissed for a long time, hands sliding over bodies, touching each other, learning each other all over again. Brayden mapped out every change in Harden’s form, and he loved it. It was intoxicating to see his mate swollen with his child. And to feel it. But it was also wondrous, because it made Harden so eager when they were together.

Goddess love hormones.

He turned Harden over to his side and snuggled up behind his back, pressing his cock between Harden’s legs from behind. His mate was ready for him already, wet and open, so he slid right in, pressing forward with his hips so he could start thrusting.

Harden made a noise of pure pleasure, opening up to take him deep. He rocked back to press Brayden to go faster, to push harder.

More, love. I don’t want to wait.

I can’t wait. You’re too damn hot and wet.

Harden chuckled, undulating on his cock. Such a terrible problem for you to have.

I know. I’m so put upon. He reached around to grab Harden’s cock, which was hard and bouncing up against his belly. He stroked it as he thrust, his knot already starting to engage. It wouldn’t last but a few minutes, this loving. It wasn’t going to be sweet and gentle like he thought. It had been too long.

A few hours were too long.

Grunting, he moved faster, thrusting harder. His knot swelled and Harden moaned for him, the sound long and drawn out, and it occurred to him to wonder whether Harden’s mother could hear them. He hoped not.

Don’t think about my mother at this moment.

Brayden laughed, the sound bursting out of him as he thrust his hips forward. I won’t. I promise.

I love you, mate. Knot me now.

I love you too. He thrust hard, pushing deep, grinding his hips against Harden’s ass, and he did exactly that. His knot engaged completely, fully, and Harden cried out, hot seed falling over his fist.

Brayden closed his eyes, biting at the back of Harden’s neck as he came, shooting deep inside Harden’s body as it locked into place.

They lay there panting, both of them relaxed and, he thought, completely happy.

Harden brought his hand up to his mouth and licked it clean. I am completely happy, my life. I just want you to know that.

Good. So am I. I love you.

I love you too. Now go to sleep. We both need it.

It was right. They needed the rest, so Brayden closed his eyes, holding what he cared about most in the world in his arms.

Chapter

Nineteen

Harden grabbed his big serape and waddled through the snow. He was headed out to the barns, slipping out the back while Mother and Brayden were arguing about some nonsense that he didn’t care anything about.

Things had been very quiet, peaceful, but he did have almost twenty new ysidri to deal with, to bring up to health, along with the new bwostfal that Samuel and Sebby were helping him with.

They had allowed the goats and dafydd to mate, and the new babies had dropped — three of them. They were a fascinating, stocky mix of the goats and the dafydd. Instead of being one solid color and very fuzzy, they were more covered with long hair patterned as colored stripes. There was a thought that some of the spinners could make yarn from it.

While they grew, he would learn.

First, they needed to ensure that they were hardy, able to mate, and he wanted to know if they could give milk.