“Only with our fated mates and until now, as far as I know, only with other Sasquatch.” I kiss her head. “I didn’t think this was possible with you.”
“Will it happen every time?” There’s longing in her voice, and she wiggles her round ass.
The knot grows, and I come again. “Aaah. Love, don’t move or we’ll be like this all day.”
“I wouldn’t mind, except you’re going to have to eat at some point.” She settles into the mattress.
Reaching my wrist to her mouth, I ask, “Do you need to feed?”
She kisses the fur that covers my arm. “No. I had plenty last night.” Even so, she nicks my palm with her fang, sending more pleasure through me before licking the cut closed and making a sound that I equate to eating the best ice cream.
My knot releases, and we both let out a long sigh. “That was intense.”
“It was fantastic.” She snuggles back against me. “I’m covered in cum, and I’ve never felt better in my life.”
The moisture has not escaped my notice. She’s so full of my seed that it’s dripping from her and soaking my thighs and abdomen. Even the thought of how much of my cock, knot, and seed she took has me getting hard again. “I should remind us both that Ion said he’d be stopping by today.”
Pulling away with a moan, she sighs. “I guess we’d better get cleaned up and dressed.”
Every instinct in me demands I pull her back to me, and we start again until we’re both too exhausted to move. However, the idea of her grandsire showing up while we’re knotted together is enough to keep me from going through with it.
TILDA
Leaving that bed and Max with his magnificent cock might have been the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Still, we managed to pull ourselves together and shower separately. It doesn’t sound like much, but I wanted more, despite having had the greatest series of rapid-fire orgasms in history.
Sitting at the counter sipping wine, while Max eats a big plate of bacon, eggs, and fruit, I’m still turned on by the knotting and the fact that he chose me as his forever mate. I would choose him a thousand times to spend my life with. I never dreamed anyone would want me as I am.
He sniffs the air and growls. “Stop.”
I love that he can smell my arousal. “I don’t think I can. I’ve never wanted anyone like this.”
Letting out a long sigh, he closes his eyes. “You’re not alone, but I can hear tires on the drive, which likely means we’re about to have company.” Resigned, he finishes his plate of food.
Getting another glass from the cupboard, I place it on the counter, then walk to the front door as if this were my house.
I look back at my bigfoot and find him grinning at me.
“You look good in this house. Think about staying permanently, will you?”
“I’ll consider it.” My heart pounds twice, and my belly does a little somersault.
As I watch Ion, my many-times-over grandsire, step from his car, I can’t help but feel the wash of wonder flooding me. I spent over seven years in the clutches of a manipulative monster who made me feelhisaffection, however forced, was all I was worthy of. In the few months I’ve been in Harmony Glen, I have discovered the depth of his lies. Mari is a loving sister, and her mate, Sam, is a protective brother. Ion is a caring father figure. I turn back to the kitchen. Then there is Max, a creature who loves me, all of me.
I never dreamed any of this was possible.
Ion’s tall, broad figure reaches the door. The sun has gone behind the clouds, and he’s left his hood down, making the gray in his hair shine. Despite his advanced age, he looks perhaps forty. His smile reveals straight white teeth and long incisors. Leaning in, he kisses my cheek. “Good morning, Tilda.”
“Hello, Ion. It’s nice of you to come over to see me.” I step back so he can enter the house.
He hesitates at the threshold and looks at Max across the room. “Max?”
“You are welcome always,” Max says.
I guess that wasn’t clear when Ion was here while I was unconscious. Perhaps Ion is just being polite.
With a nod, he comes inside. “I’m glad you’re looking so well.” He smiles at me.
“Thank you. Between your blood and Max’s, I’ve fully recovered from the boogeyman’s poison.” Returning to the kitchen, it’s natural for me to stand next to Max.
