Savage Hunt

Chapter 31

Chapter Thirty-One: Do they treat you right?

Gideon

My mate stared at me. Her blue eyes were wide and filled with a longing that I felt echoed deep inside of me. There were so many things that I was feeling just by having her here with me. It felt right to touch her like this, even though I knew that I was supposed to wait until the hunt started.

Her skin was soft beneath my hands and I knew that the rest of her would be just as soft if she let me touch her. Tillie was everything I had wanted in a mate. She was soft and I could just tell from the way that she held herself that she was gentle. She wasn’t meant for something as brutal as the hunt. I wanted to fall to my knees to show her exactly what it meant to be my mate.

To taste her, to hear her voice telling me what she wanted me to do to her.

Tillie was perfect. There was only one problem. She had been claimed already by three other shifters.

I could smell them on her skin beneath the clean scent of the floral soap that she had used. The scents didn’t bother me. If anything, they seemed to almost enhance her sweet candy-like scent. The woodsy scent combined with a sweet lemon scent and with that, a warm scent like hot tea. It all mixed together to form something that was pleasant. Something that reminded me of what home should smell like.

She hadn’t been with them last night, but she had been with them recently enough that she still smelled of them. Did she consider them her home? If so, then why was she out here? Didn’t Tillie know where she was, whose land this was that she was on smelling like wolves? Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

This was the bear’s land and I doubted that he would take too well to having someone at his house that smelled of wolves. Unless she was his child, but she didn’t smell like a bear. Tillie smelled all sweet and purely human.

Last night after I had caught the scent of her, I had been unable to leave the lakeside. Everything in me had demanded that I go to her, to lay myself down at her feet in the surrender of myself. The need to please her was so strong that it felt like it would drown out every rational thought that I had ever had.

She was just so damn perfect. Her body was all soft curves that I wanted to take my time worshiping. I wanted to feel the swell of her belly beneath my hands, and trace my fingers over the full lines of her hips. To bury myself between her thighs and make her cry out for me. To take my time giving her everything that she could ever want.

To listen to her moan and hear her voice grow strong as she told me exactly what she wanted me to do to her. I wasn’t one that took orders very well, but for her… I would do anything that she wanted.

I brushed my thumb over the corner of her full pink lips and the smell of her arousal hit me hard. My mouth watered and I bit the inside of my cheek. She smelled so divine that all I could think about was pulling her body closer to mine. Feeling the press of her breasts and curves against my body, her hands on my wrists excited me with the thought that, maybe. Just maybe, she would pin me down while she rode me. Seeking her pleasure that I was ready to give her. To let her take from me until she’d had her fill.

Gods, I wanted her.

There was no way that I was going to be able to hunt her tonight. I didn’t want my pack to see those curves. I didn’t want to share that special moment with her, that was if she even wanted me to claim her.

I hoped she did. I wanted to belong to this little human in front of me. I wanted to claim her as my own. She had mates though and I knew I couldn’t get my hopes up. There was also the issue of the land that she was on.

If her father was the bear, I didn’t know what I was going to do. I had heard rumors about the big man and I didn’t want him to think that I was trying to cross him by mating with his cub. Even though she was

all woman and from the smell of her, she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

“Tillie, do your mates treat you right?” I asked, a part of me hoping that she would say yes. That there was a way I could call off the hunt. It would be easier to know that she was being taken care of. That she would want for nothing and wouldn’t miss my presence in her life the way that I knew I would miss her.

The selfish part of me, the dark side, hoped that she would say no. That they were horrible to her and she was just looking for a chance to escape them. I wanted the chance to sweep her off her feet and save her. If I claimed her before tonight, the hunt would be called off and then my pack would never have to see her. We could slip away and I could find another pack to take me Or hell, I could go rogue. As long as she

was with me, I didn’t care.

I would keep her hidden and safe from those mates who hadn’t known what a gift that she was. I just needed to hear her say it.

“Tillie, do your three mates treat you right?” I asked, brushing my thumb over her bottom lip. Watching the way her lips parted ever so slightly, the way her pupils grew larger at my touch. I wanted so much from her.

“Yes.” She breathed out the word and I felt my heart drop. “Yes, Gideon. They treat me right.”

I swallowed hard, trying to fight back my sadness at her words. Closing my eyes, I rested my forehead against hers. This was going to hurt, sending her away but I knew it was the right thing to do. “You should go inside, Tillie.”