GAR
Something was happening. Gar's heart raced and his veins pulsed with that incredible, fizzing light that curled through his bloodstream and wrapped itself around his heart.
"Rika," he gasped when she let herself fall backwards into his hands, her head back and throat bared. Carefully, as if she might break, he lowered her to the furs and the mating call tore from his throat as he descended on her.
Gar's entire body shuddered and everything within him lit with joy when Rika cried his name.
Covering her with his body, he began to rock, groaning the mating call over and over, rolling it in his throat and letting his trembling hands explore every inch of her jaw, her neck, her breasts.
Rika gasped his name every time she let go of her held breath, but he could feel it… within both of them. It called to him from his soul, twisting his insides and glaring with warmth and light.
The bond… Creator's Mane, she was surrendering.
