Chapter 18 Ronan #2
I nod, grateful for my clansmen right now. Before leaving, I lean over her and give her a quick peck on the lips. “You taste delicious, tiny treasure.” Her cheeks turn pink, and I stand up, feeling very satisfied.
At least about that.
It’s hard to get my clothing back on. I have to think about the beast nearly pouncing on Willow to get my dick calm enough that I can tuck it in my leathers.
Redmere has a very warm climate, and we do tend to live more ruggedly than the mainlanders do. We never found the need to make elaborate clothing like they wear.
As warriors, we wear shorts made from animal hide with flaps of leather hanging from our belts for some semblance of modesty. Otherwise, squatting low might show someone in front of us more than we planned for. Fighting and hunting make it too hot to wear much else.
The farmers in our tribe wear long, thin pants that protect their legs, but many go bare-chested. The fishermen are the opposite, often wearing shorts like ours with thin shirts for protection from the sun.
The older men and women tend to wear more clothing, and since there are no mated warriors in Redmere, I have no idea how to deal with such a wardrobe malfunction.
Maybe next time she will let me stroke myself while I pleasure her.
Fuck.
There it goes again.
I try to think about the grimclaw chasing Willow, the man who chased her down in the forest, the group of men who’d been slaughtered by the beast. I let out a deep breath as the pain of my cock straining for release lessens.
“Feed our mate. I’m gonna get rid of this hide,” I tell the others as I pick up the grimclaw’s leftover pelt. There is no time to prepare it out here; otherwise, I would have used it to make Willow some sturdy, beautiful clothes. But I don’t have the right tools for it, either.
Bo helps to move the traps aside for me and resets them as I leave.
It’s still raining lightly, and when I jump down to the forest floor, I hurry into the trees, determined to put a good distance between this pelt and our cave.
I still can’t believe how fast that grimclaw found us from the scent of a dead animal.
I won’t make that mistake again.
Making sure I know my way back, I twist and turn, not wanting to lead anything that might track this scent in a straight line back to the cave.
After half an hour, I decide I’ve gone far enough, dumping the pelt at the base of a tree and starting to head back, taking a slightly different path this time. The rain has finally stopped, but the sound of rain dripping off the leaves makes it harder to hear predators.
I keep my ears and eyes peeled for any sort of enemy, beast or man, as I quietly move through the trees, but my mind moves to my little mate.
Last night and this morning had been better than I ever imagined. Seeing her reach the height of her arousal, crumbling from our touch, is indescribable.
I always knew that if I was ever blessed enough to be given a mate, she would be what I lived and breathed for. But now I’ve met her? She’s even better than I imagined. Not only is she the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen, but her heart is pure and kind. Our people will love her.
I just hope she chooses us. We’ll do everything we can to help her find her sister, even if that means not going back to Redmere. But I really hope it doesn’t come to that. I am still the chief, and I would hate to make my people suffer. I also won’t force Willow to go there if she doesn’t want to.
We only have two more nights to convince her to stay with us. And if they are anything like last night, then we may have a chance.
Just thinking about the taste of her has my cock throbbing once more. I stop walking to lean against a tree, bending at the waist as I try to think of something to make it go down. But it’s no use, all I can picture is her pretty pink pussy.
I do a quick glance around and listen, but there’s no one else around. I quickly undo my shorts, pulling them down just far enough that I can free my throbbing cock.
Wrapping my hand around it, I moan quietly. Fuck, I need a release so bad. There is no way I can handle being back in the cave with her without it. I’m sure that’s what took Bo and Hawk so long earlier.
I don’t have the luxury of someone watching my back right now, so I need to be quick. I lift my palm and spit on it, using that to lubricate my hand so it glides more easily. I rest my other hand on the trunk of the tree in front of me, taking my weight so I don’t fall.
I stroke myself softly at first as I picture her sweet little body. Then, when I picture her pussy, I start moving faster, picturing myself fucking it. I grunt, feeling my balls tighten as my orgasm approaches.
And when I think about how fucking her will cement the mate bond, how it will make us never want to be apart, I come hard. Ribbons of seed spill from my cock, covering the base of the tree and the ground. I grunt through it until there’s nothing left, then carefully tuck myself away.
I step back from the tree as I do up my shorts, finally feeling the tiniest bit satisfied. Then something wet sprays me in my face and everything goes black.