Chapter 5
brENNA
Karm’s cock felt huge beneath my bottom, and I couldn’t seem to sit still on his lap. Desire heated my blood as I wiggled in place, reveling in the feel of his huge, pulsing shaft. To my surprise, his lips tasted strongly of mint, as well as the pokklam berries we’d just shared.
As he deepened the kiss, I marveled at my predicament.
This wasn’t the cozy, secluded cabin I’d envisioned, but thus far, I didn’t have any complaints.
If Trevor had taken me to a cabin, I would’ve had to stay there all alone.
For weeks. Months. Maybe even years. Sure, I would’ve seen my cousin when he occasionally stopped by to bring supplies, but what kind of life would that have been? A very lonely one indeed.
Karm’s kisses made my head spin, and when he finally broke away, I struggled to catch my breath.
The warmth panging in my core was almost unbearable, and I couldn’t help but grind myself down on his lap, wiggling over his hardness.
His eyes flashed with pleasure, and he emitted another one of those sexy growls.
He lifted me up and knelt before me as he peeled my thermal pants down.
I held on to his shoulders for support as I stepped out of the garment, stunned by how deliberately careful he was being with my clothes.
I’d worried he might rip the garments off, and while that sounded sexy in theory, I didn’t have any extra clothing in my backpack, and I needed to have something to wear tomorrow and the next day.
As though reading my mind, he said, “I will scour the nearest cabins as soon as possible and find adequate clothing for you, sweet Brenna. But until I’m able to do so, I am certain the other human females in my tribe will be happy to allow you to borrow things.
Everyone in the Starblessed tribe always comes together to welcome a new female, and some of the females will likely give you clothing items as gifts. ”
My throat suddenly burned, and I couldn’t wait to meet the members of Karm’s tribe.
Having spent my whole life in a crowded city that was plagued by violence, I wasn’t used to living in a tight-knit community where people looked out for one another.
I couldn’t manage a response, so I simply nodded while blinking fast. I didn’t want to risk breaking down in tears right before we mated.
That would certainly put a damper on the sexy times.
Karm pulled the thermal shirt over my head and tossed it aside, leaving me standing before him in nothing but my bra and panties.
It was the height of winter in the Cascade Mountains, and we were in a cave, but it was pleasantly warm.
I glanced at the sun-moss, appreciating the light and heat it provided. But my gaze soon returned to Karm.
He stood tall in front of me, his huge erection jutting out from his muscular, fur-covered body, a drop of his essence glistening on the bulbous tip.
I licked my lips as ravenous urges assailed me. I wanted to belong to him. I wanted to feel his hugeness inside me as he claimed me as his lifemate.
How long would it take until a heart-bond developed between us?
With shaking hands, I unfastened the front clasp of my bra, allowing the undergarment to slide away.
Karm’s nostrils flared and his eyes widened.
A quick glance at his male appendage showed he was becoming larger still.
Just how big was that thing going to get?
I fought back a wave of panic as I wondered whether it would fit.
I was no blushing virgin, but I was quite small compared to Karm.
“Do not be afraid, sweet Brenna. I promised to be gentle with you, and I intend to keep that promise. I will enter you slowly and allow you to become used to my girth before I start rutting you.” He reached out and clasped a hand over my left breast, and I moaned and arched my back, seeking more of his touch.
I needed to get on the bed, I reminded myself.
I needed to turn on all fours and offer him the use of my mating hole—his words.
I flushed at the thought. A whimper left my throat when he released my breast and stood back, watching me with that assessing gaze of his, pale blue eyes glowing bright with need.
I sensed that he was waiting for me to make the next move, that he didn’t wish to rush or frighten me, and warmth flowed through me at the realization.
I drew in a deep breath and pushed my panties down, stepping out of the undergarment and tossing it aside. Naked. I was fully naked in front of the huge Sasquatch who wished to mate with me. His shaft swelled larger, and another growl left him and reverberated off the walls of his alcove.
I’ll be safe here. If I mated with Karm, he would protect me. He would keep me hidden from the authorities and the mob goons. I wouldn’t have to fear for my life any longer.
But if I mated with him, there would be no going back.
Sasquatches—Montikaans—mated for life.
For life.
My heart started racing with nervousness, but as I gazed into Karm’s eyes, the panicked thoughts began to ebb. Safe. I’m safe with him.
I moved closer to the bed and knelt on the firm mattress.
It was covered with clean blankets and piled with pillows.
Crawling on my hands and knees, I situated myself at the center of the bed and lifted my bottom high in the air, offering myself to him for mating in the tradition of his people.
I considered the mating call and wondered how loud it would be, and how it would feel when he rutted me fast after the initial gentleness and spilled his seed in my depths. I supposed I was about to find out.
The mattress dipped as he joined me on the bed. My pulse spiked and my stomach flittered with nerves, but they were the good kind of nerves. The kind that also caused heated pulses to erupt between my thighs. Wet. I could feel myself growing wet and achy as I awaited his claiming.
He grasped my bottom and spread my center wide. I flushed in embarrassment as I realized he was inspecting me, as I realized he was looking his fill.
I gasped when he trailed a finger through my gathering moisture, and my hips jerked as I sought more of his touch.
My clit throbbed, and I desperately wished he would stroke it, but would he even know that was the most sensitive part of me?
Montikaans mated for life, which meant he was a virgin.
Maybe he wouldn’t quite know what to do.
He soon dispelled this particular worry, however, when he dipped a finger in my core and rubbed the wetness over my clit.
I gasped and moaned, and he repeated the action again and again, his caresses excruciatingly slow as he worked me into a breathless frenzy of longing.
Finally, at long last, he placed his cock at my aching entrance and said, “My sweet Brenna. Now you will belong to me.” He started pushing inside, stretching me with his huge male appendage.