Bull Moon Rising (Royal Artifactual Guild #1) Read Online Ruby Dixon

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Royal Artifactual Guild Series by Ruby Dixon
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Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 169943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 850(@200wpm)___ 680(@250wpm)___ 566(@300wpm)
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Hawk eventually groans, lifting his head. “…Aspeth?”

“I’m here.” My voice is small, and I wriggle my hips, trying to find a better position. There isn’t one. I still feel like an overfilled waterskin. “Are you all right?”

He pants, as if he’s been running up a mountain. “Just…trying to stay in my head…difficult.” Hawk’s big body shifts, and then he surges into me again, almost involuntarily. “Knot…Conquest Moon…”

“I know.” I stroke the short, fuzzy fur on his cheek, a wave of foolish affection moving over me. “You’re all right. I’m here with you.”

The god’s grip on him must be less intense while his knot deflates. He runs his muzzle over my shoulder, then my ear. “Where are we? Did I…hurt you? Are you…all right?”

“I’m fine.” More or less. I’m alive. I’m knotted, and my husband is here with me. He sounds full of remorse and I don’t want him stressing over anything. “You were very gentle.”

He snorts, and I swear, it makes his cock jump inside me. “That doesn’t sound like a Taurian in rut.”

“You were enthusiastic, then. But it wasn’t so bad.” I pause. “Also we’re in a crypt, which is slightly creepy, and there might be ghosts watching us.”

He lifts his head, and as he does, I can see that the crazed look in his gaze is somewhat lessened, but not by much. “So we are. You haven’t seen any spiders, have you?”

Laughter bubbles up inside me, and giggling just makes the tight connection between our bodies that much more sensitive. I shift under him, smiling. “We were a bit too busy being attacked by ratlings to check for spiders, alas. But we’ve been here for a while—most of a day, I think—and no sign of spiders.”

Some of the tension in his shoulders eases. “Good. The last thing I need is a spider biting my balls while they’re aching like this.”

I smother another giggle.

“Where are the others?” he asks.

“They beat a hasty retreat when you freed my breast and started licking it.”

“Smart.” His hand moves to my breast, teasing the nipple. “They are quite lovely tits, though.”

I bite back a moan, because it’s evident that even though Hawk is himself at the moment, he’s still not sated.

“I could make you come,” he murmurs, stroking my nipple with slow, thoughtful motions. “I could make you come over and over again while you’re locked against me. While you’re helpless and pinned against my knot. I love that thought. In fact, I’m going to do that…but after you tell me everything that’s been going on. Spare no detail.”

“It’s a bit of a long story.”

“Neither you nor I are going anywhere for a while, little bird.”

I rather like that he calls me his little bird. It doesn’t sound like he hates me. So I tell him about the ring we found. The ring that even now is painting everything with a continual red glow. I remind him of my father’s artifact issues and how I need to save him. I don’t tell him that Gwenna was the one that initially stole the ring—I put that on my shoulders. And I tell him about how it was my idea to come down here and talked the others into coming with me. “I blackmailed them,” I tell him. “They’re blameless.”

“You’re full of shit,” he tells me, an amused smile curling his mouth. “Blackmailed them with what?” He continues to stroke my nipple, sending flickers of desire through my tightly knotted body.

I’d anticipated a few things about Hawk’s rut, but I hadn’t anticipated this—the constant staring into each other’s faces while we wait for his knot to go down. The intimacy of this moment, with his body so deep into mine. The connection between us. It’s changing everything, and I feel vulnerable and yet so very seen, too.

“All right, perhaps I didn’t blackmail them. But it was my idea and I don’t want them to suffer for it.” I tell him then about Magpie, and how she’d suggested that she knew people and she’d come with us…and then finding out she was working with Barnabus when he showed up.

Hawk doesn’t seem surprised by that part. “I found her with him. They were celebrating. Said you’d left. I knew they’d done something and I lost my shit. I might have had them arrested.” He pauses, thinking. “I might have also punched Barnabus in the face, but my memory is hazy. I can blame it all on the Conquest Moon.”

“Arresting them?” I shake my head, frowning. “What’s arresting them going to do? That’s a slap on the wrist. The guild—”

“Won’t do much, aye. At least not to Barnabus. Just like they won’t do much to you. They can’t ruin their relationships with the holders. But the rest of us can get caught in the cross fire.”

My heart aches. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”


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