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“You’re so big,” she says with a happy sigh. “Big and strong and just looking at you turns me on.”

“Does it?” I manage. “Show me how much.”

She gives me a playful look and then takes my cock in her hand. She lifts her hips and rubs my length up and down her folds. “Do you feel how wet I am? That’s all because of you.”

I groan, fascinated at my mate’s aggressiveness. I love how Kira can be both shy and yet hungry for my touch at the same time. Truly, I am the luckiest of males to have her as my mate. My khui has chosen so very well. “Come and sit on my face,” I entreat her. “Let me lick you until you come.”

“Not today,” she promises, breathless as she rubs my cock through her folds again. This time, she fits the tip of my cock at her entrance and lets out a little gasp of sheer delight when I buck my hips, thrusting lightly into her. “You’re not playing fair.”

“Does it matter?” I ask. “Come ride me.” I give up on holding my hands at my sides and cradle her waist instead, dragging her down farther onto my cock. Her sheath is slick with her arousal, and we both groan as she takes me to the hilt. When her hips are flush to mine, she wiggles against me, rubbing herself against my spur, and I love the way she gasps. Her nipples are taut with her excitement, and I let my tail slide over to one, teasing it as she begins to ride me.

I love watching her as she presses her hands to my chest, her eyes closed as she bounces atop me, using my cock to pleasure herself. She sets the pace, and it is clear to me that she will not last long. It seems like no time at all before her movements become jerky, her cunt clenching tighter with every rocking motion atop me, and Kira becomes more frantic, bouncing quicker atop me. I encourage her with teasing words, grinding her hips down upon me even as I thrust upward, and love the squeal of pleasure she makes when my spur hits her just right.

Then she is clenching and coming atop me, and I gently roll our bodies over until she is beneath me and I can claim her for my own release.

When we are both spent, I slide free from her body and press a kiss to her soft mouth, then rest my head atop her belly. “Did we wake my kit?” I ask, rubbing a hand over her naked belly. I cannot be more content than this moment, I think. Not ever. I have everything I have ever wanted right here in my arms.

“Sleeping, I imagine.” Kira yawns. “You know…”

I lift my head, giving her a curious look. “What is it?”

She gets an innocent look on her face and shrugs. “I was just thinking we could always go looking for Harlow while we’re out.”

Not this. As gently as I can, I pull my mate into my arms and stroke her hair. “I love you, my Kira, and I love that you have never given up, but look at the weather outside, my mate. If your Har-loh managed to live when she wandered off, do you think she could live through this?”

“I don’t know.” She sniffs, and I hold her tighter. I hate that she still thinks of her lost tribemate. “I just…I feel like we should have looked harder. That maybe if we turned the right corner, we’d have found her.”

“There are always those that walk into the snow and never come back,” I say, stroking her mane. “It is hard to accept, but it is part of life. Risking your life—and that of our kit—to find her body will not do anyone any good.”

“I guess,” Kira says with a small sigh. “I just…I hate that we lost her. I feel responsible.”

“You are not. You did not force her out into the snow. You could not have known what was to happen.” I press another kiss to her brow. “Is this why you wished to go on this journey? To look for her?”

“Actually, no,” she admits, her hand sliding up and down my side. “I’m selfish, I guess. I thought it might be nice if we got away from the others for a while. Had a little ‘you and me’ time.”

“We have ‘you and me’ time in our cave every night,” I reassure her.

“No, I mean, time alone. Together. Just the two of us. Like Georgie’s honeymoon. It’s time for us to just spend together, bonding. Reconnecting.”

“Do we need to reconnect?” I gently thrust my hips at her. “I am ready.”

“Not like that.” She ducks her head against my shoulder. “Pervert.”

I just grin. I like her smiles more than anything in this world. “So what you are telling me is that you do not mind if our trip to the other cave takes a great many days because we can spend them alone together?”


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