Page 37 of Sweet Giant

I kept his cock in my mouth until it stopped pulsating, and once I was certain he was finished, I sat up and met his gaze, needing to assure myself that he’d truly enjoyed it. I tried not to think about why I harbored this particular worry, but I couldn’t help it—Mountain used to criticize my efforts in this department and always said his own hand was better than my mouth.

I pushed the dark memories aside and focused on Mastorr, who was gazing at me with a deeply affectionate look. One glance at him and my spirits lifted exponentially. He pulled the sheet up and used it to cleanse his seed from my face and neck, then settled me on his lap, holding me close.Thump thump thump.

“That was…remarkable, sweet one, though even that word seems inadequate in describing how much I enjoyed having your lips wrapped around my cock.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead, and I snuggled deeper in his embrace.

Chapter31

MASTORR

Two more days passed,and the frigid winds hadn’t yet ceased. I was starting to become frustrated with the weather. However, I knew it was best to wait. I continued to reinforce the markers I’d erected around the cabin, and I also frequently walked outside to sniff the air for signs of nearby humans or Montikaans.

I thought about how I’d angrily howled at Axxon, threatening him with death if he came any closer. Would I struggle with possessiveness and jealousy when I brought Liv to my people’s cavern?

Above all, I wanted my future mate to reside where it was safest. The cavern would be far safer than the cabin, as I doubted the evil man would be able to locate the cavern.

Logically, I knew it was very unlikely that another Montikaan male would walk too closely to Liv, let alone attempt to court her.

My people respected the sanctity of the calling, and I couldn’t recollect a single instance during my lifetime when a male stole another tribesman’s fated mate.

Yet the prospect of another looking upon her with lust filled me with anger. I would have to endeavor to remain calm and not falsely accuse another male of trying to seduce my soon-to-be mate.

I doubted jealous behavior on my part would be received well by Liv. She would likely be horrified if I challenged one of my tribesmen to a fight just because they walked too close or stared at her for too long.

I stood on the porch, gazing at the sky as a slight vibration filled the air, jerking me out of my musings.

A metallic air vessel.

I couldn’t see it yet, but I heard it easily enough. I growled as I kept my eyes trained on the gray sky, hoping the vessel would simply pass overhead.

It wasn’t uncommon to see vessels in the skies above the Starblessed territory now and then, but it was unnerving that the vibration kept getting louder, as though it were zeroing in on our position.

I heard the door open behind me, and I cast a quick glance at Liv. “Back inside,” I ordered. “I want you to find a good place to hide. Perhaps in a closet, or underneath your bed. Stay there until I come to find you.” I returned my gaze to the sky but was surprised when I didn’t hear her footsteps retreating. Did she not care for her safety?

The vessel zipped across the tree line, then came back and hovered near the cabin. Without a doubt, it was preparing to land.

“Inside, sweet one! Now!”

“Mastorr, please let me wait and see who emerges from the hovercraft,” she said. “I promise I’ll run and hide if it appears our visitor is dangerous. It might be Mountain, but it might not be him. It could be Frankie’s husband—he’s a general in a rebel army, but I don’t think he would mean us any harm. Or it could be someone else. Please. I-I can’t explain it, but I feel like whoever is in that hovercraft means us no harm.”

Frustration swept through me. I aimed another glance over my shoulder, my gaze colliding with Liv’s stunning green eyes. “You may go inside and shut the door, then peer out the front window to get a look at our visitor. If it’s Mountain or anyone who means us harm, you will go hide immediately and allow me to handle them.”

“Okay, Mastorr, fine. I’m going back inside.” Her footsteps soon retreated, and the door clicked shut.

I watched as the vessel—Liv had called it ahovercraft—landed in the small clearing in front of the cabin. The hatch soon opened, and two human males emerged carrying a large box. One male was rather tall for a human, while the other was much shorter than his comrade. I walked down the steps and faced them, though they didn’t notice me immediately, as they were chatting and laughing with one another.

“Halt, human males!” I called out.

They fell silent and stilled in their tracks, and their heads spun in my direction. Both appeared shocked, their mouths dropping open, their eyes going wide. They also grew pale. Silent shock was the sort of reaction I preferred. Some humans screamed when they saw me, but I was glad neither of the men began shrieking. The high-pitched cries of a human male always hurt my ears.

“Holy shit, boss, it’s a… it’s aSasquatch!” The tall man dropped his side of the box, which caused the item to crash into the snow.

The short man turned to stare at me, his mouth hugely agape. He was mumbling under his breath, but I couldn’t make out his words. The tall man spun and raced for the hovercraft, but the short man seemed to be frozen with fear.

I approached the short man and cleared my throat. “Who are you, and why have you come to this cabin?” I demanded in a menacing tone.

“Mastorr!” Liv’s voice resounded through the clearing. “Mastorr, I think these guys are just here to install a video comm. Look at the writing on the box! It says, ‘Comms-4-You!’”

Annoyance flared inside me, and I turned to regard my errant female. I couldn’t believe she’d rushed out of the cabin only moments after the vessel landed. The men hadn’t yet stated their purpose, nor had I learned their identities.

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