Marrying the Moon Goddess

8. Lycaon POV

Biting on this w***e's n****e, she yelps as she cries her orgasm, trusting harder into her, she yells, and we have not even reached an hour since we started.

“Savage! "Unhand me!"

She yells from beneath me, and I finish my thrusts just as she flips herself on my desk, removing her clothes and fleeing my office.

Growling at the job at hand, I decide it is best to have a go with an animal of some sort. Knowing that this job can be handled by anything, I walk myself to the backyard farm with my manhood at full attention when I notice my twin of only one minute above me also having his way with a maid.

'Need help?'

I linked my brother Loki, who was having a rather feisty servant; her shouts of not being touched were overwhelming. Just as I was about to run to my brother to help him, our middle brother flies at him, directing his body to Loki and tunneling down, leaving the slave to flee half dressed.

A rage-filled roar shook the lands beneath us; only one god, Leonidas, was capable of doing so. Looking towards the area where he had thrown Loki, I noticed his black-coated wolf with blood eyes snarling and growling at my brothers.

This scenery had killed my desires, and I knew I needed to stand between them or my brothers would be knocked out. Leonidas had no mercy for us when it came to disobedience, but how could we keep ourselves under control with all this pent-up energy?

Running to place myself in between my brothers from our guardian god, he shift into his normal body, for being as old as he should be, he looks exactly like we do in our early twenties, his anger had him radiating us with fear, but from this distance, I smelled roses, lost in this scent that was new to me. Leonidas began to charge at us; fear gripped me, and with bravery, I spoke firmly to him.

"We had no choice but to find someone who would agree to help us deal with an inconvenience-"

My words are cut off as he lands a punch on my stomach, sending me flying away from where I had stood to defend my brothers. Hitting rocks, trees, twigs, and dirt, I come to a halt as I reach the edge of a river, my body sore from the impacts and now soaked in river waters.

“Lycaon!”

“Brother!”

My brothers shouted from a distance, and the pangs in my head made me dizzy, my vision blurring but my hearing perfect as I heard Loki speak to Leonidas.

"We understand Leonidas, it was wrong, but what you did to our brother is worse!"

“Worse? Educating all of you is a hellish task! You claim to be looking for company from what? A pathetic course of energy that good training can take care of; have not your father and I demonstrated that it is a reason worth using?"

Feeling healed by my counterpart, I rise from my current position, dripping water from my body mixed with mud. Looking at an enraged Leonidas, I am resolute in my decision to tell him once and for all what I think of him as a solution to our problems.

"If you had let us know something about our mate, maybe our brutal nature would not have caused us so much trouble!"

Leonidas focused his attention on me, and as he did so, a scent I had picked up earlier returned to my senses: roses. He did not take long to speak to me directly, while Fenrir sniffed Leonidas like a mutt.

"That will be directed in the presence of your father next week; you three must learn self-control without the image of your mate."

Loki growled at him when he confronted him.

"Says the god who has known his mate since he was a child!"

Leonidas groans in annoyance once more; he understood what my brothers and I meant; he had no say in learning or being aware of how we felt; he had known his now fated mate for a much longer time; we only learned of her after we had learned of our carnal desire as men.

Rubbing his face, he yanks his hair back, expressing his anger at our confrontation over his words.

"As much as you are correct that I met my mate when I was a puppy, I have met many women in my life with whom I have had no experience because I exercise self-control over who I deep my pen in!"

His growl indicated that he was not amused by our reasoning, and he quickly turned away, clearly going to get his garments; a guard had been standing with his new garments, waiting for Leonidas.

Knowing he would dismiss it, I spoke again, but the tone changed as I continued to speak.

"What about the letters?" Cannot we write to her? To at least learn something about her?

Leonidas was dressing himself, clearly hearing me speak to him, when Fenrir growled at my words before liking me.

Are you mad? Writing to a woman? That is the stupidest offer I have ever received from you!

Honestly, my brothers can be dumber than our own manhood at times. Taking deep breaths, I linked with a warrior to get some clothes for us; I wanted to get to know my mate, even if it was just me. Waiting for a second, the guard agreed, and I spoke with Leonidas once more.

"Wait for us to change; I will not let you ignore my request to learn from her; I do not even know her name, and neither do any of us!"

Leonidas returned my gaze with a glare; he knew I had spoken the truth, but he did so in a way I had not expected.

"Your fated mate is my daughter; she is to marry the lot of you; how can I be confident that she will not be harmed when none of you can keep it in your pants?"

I felt my entire body freeze; Leonidas' daughter is our fated mate?!

'Oh, bloody hell!' Loki linked us both.

‘Damn!’ Fenrir adds.

I am still shocked, and I speak in a broken voice.

"I- I am that one," My eldest brother stops me and places his hand on my shoulder, taking advantage of the opportunity to speak with Leonidas.

"Leonidas, we have a right to know who she is; after all, we will be family; perhaps allowing us to meet through words is a start."

Leonidas growled, but he stopped just as quickly as he began to growl at my brother; I fear him more now than I did as a puppy; his glare at us all indicated that he had an idea.

Leonidas spoke to us while gulping a large salive and crossing his arms on his chest, raising all of his muscles and smiling brightly.

"Alright, you will begin to write your letters, and I will check them before they are delivered, as well as keeping things as clean as possible. You will learn of my heir, but as men, I will warn you three. For years, I have spoken with your parents, and one truce we have all but agreed to was for my daughter to reject you three if she could not love you; loving you three without a bond is worse, and we all agreed on that choice, and we all made her aware of this long ago."

No words would come to me after hearing these news, we had just been granted a way to meet our mate but with restrictions, and learned she has the power to reject us if we don’t meet her standards.