GAR
Gar sat in the furs with his back to the cave wall, trying not to roar.
While he'd gotten lost in his thoughts, Rika had crawled into his lap and started stroking his chest, kissing his neck, and whispering that she'd missed him. And there was no guessing what she meant by it, because her scent vibrated with desire.
His heart pattered and sank in the same moment.
He'd almost told her no, almost started the conversation about returning early, because he knew he should. But then she'd deepened the kiss and reached down to stroke him at the same time.
Every thought had left his head along with his shuddering breath that fluttered her hair.
He'd forgotten everything then, except her pink skin, the way her breasts bounced every time they rocked together, and the incredible glittering pleasure of being joined with her.
Rika… his mate. Creator's mane, she was something stunning.
