Page 45 of Savage Giant

More pleasantries were exchanged as additional members of my tribe greeted us, and I did my best to be polite. But it was a struggle, because I wanted nothing more than to guide Cari to my alcove and finally claim her as my mate.

Several more females, as well as a few males, began gathering branches and took up positions on the edge of the clearing, close to the trees they would beat the sticks upon. Cari finally took notice, and we exchanged a knowing glance as she blushed.

The abrupt scent of her arousal hit me, slight at first, but it grew steadily as we kept looking at one another in between greetings. It was an effort to keep myself from becoming erect, though I somehow managed. Eventually, I grasped her hand andpulled her toward the wide entrance of the cavern, unable to withstand another moment of socializing.

I needed my female. I needed her now.

We met no one in the cavern. Everyone had already ventured outside. Thank the Great Spirit for that. I didn’t think I possessed the strength to endure one more polite conversation.

Burning desire flowed through me, feral urges that only the physical act of mating could assuage.

At last, we reached my alcove, and I was shocked to find it different than I’d left it. Pushed against the farthest wall, there was a large mattress covered in blankets and pillows. There was also a plush chair, a bookcase, and two dressers.

My brothers’ work, no doubt. Hailey had probably helped as well.

Gratitude beamed in my chest. They’d known. They’d known I would return with my mate soon, and they’d wanted to make my return easier.

Cari squeezed my hand. “This looks different than it did in our shared dreams. Are we in the right place?”

I swallowed hard, touched by the kindness of my brethren. “Yes, this is my alcove. I believe my brothers did some renovations in my absence.” I peered around a sectioned off area that contained a working sink and a toilet. Apparently, they’d thought of everything.

“Wow. That’s so kind of them. I’m touched.”

I nodded my agreement and placed the four packs on the floor, pushing them against the wall. When I turned to face Cari, she was illuminated by the sun-moss, and I thought she’d never looked so radiant.

She gestured to her right, where a particularly large patch of the glowing yellow moss was thriving. “I can’t believe how bright it is. Just like in my dreams. Our dreams.”

I took her in my arms. “You should see the walls during the spring and summer months, when the sun-moss is even more vibrant.”

“It gets brighter than this?” She glanced around my alcove.Ouralcove.

“Yes, it does.” I guided her to the packs and unzipped the one that contained her bathrobe, towels, slippers, and her toiletries. “We’ve had a long journey, and I think we could both use a bath.” I stroked a hand through her hair, and she leaned into my touch with a soft sigh. “We’ll eat, bathe, and then…”

“Mate. At long last.” She stood on her tiptoes and kissed my cheek.

Chapter 33

CARI

I luxuriatedin the hot spring, feeling more relaxed than I had in ages, and watched as Gorran finally stepped out of the bath. Rivulets of water cascaded down his large, muscular form, and my gaze immediately went to his perfectly sculpted butt. As though he sensed where I was looking, he turned and shot me a suggestive glance that caused me to laugh.

He shook the droplets from his fur and sat on a large, smooth rock, and said, “Don’t fall asleep on me, pretty human.”

My mouth went dry when I realized his cock was swelling before my eyes. I started to emerge from the water but he gestured for me to stop.

“Wait until I’m dry, Cari, then you can get out. It’ll just take a little while. There’s a slight current of air in this alcove that usually dries me off quickly.” His eyes darkened with lust, and his nostrils flared.

I flushed. Even though I was in the hot spring, he could still detect my arousal. I imagined taking up the mating position onthe soft bed, lifting my center and waiting for him to plunge inside me.

Pulsing heat surged to my core, and my breasts felt heavier as they bobbed on the surface of the water, my nipples tightening to the point of painfulness. I was getting achy all over, and I longed to feel Gorran’s hands on me, touching, caressing, teasing.

A rumbling growl left him, and he inhaled deeply again. “You smell delicious. Perhaps I will taste you before I mount you. Would you like that? Would you like me to suckle upon your clit and make you shatter on my tongue before I pound you?”

His dirty talk drew a frustrated whimper from me. “Are you dry yet?” I asked impatiently as I got out of the water.

Before I could reach for a towel, he shot to his feet and grabbed one first, then wrapped it around me. He took another towel and carefully began drying my hair, his manner overly gentle.

His nearness drove me wild.

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