Savage Hunt by Jane knight

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. 

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

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

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

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

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

voice grow strong as she told me exactly what she wanted me to do to her. I wasn’t one that took orders very

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

wanted her.

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

her as my own. She had mates though and I knew I couldn’t get my hopes up. There was

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