Aspen
We awoke in a feverish, heat induced half-dream, still mostly sated from the earlier orgasm that put us to sleep. Stretching our human arms over our head, we worked out the kinks in our deliciously sore human body that was still coated in Ranger’s scent. He’d kept cleaning us with wet rags, but we quite liked being stained in his seed.
Strong mate.
We turned over, pressing a kiss to his cheek. He was so sweet and warm when he slept. Vulnerable. No matter. We could take care of him like he cared for us.
Naked, we crawled to the doors. They’d been left open to allow the outside in and a cross breeze to come through. Our nest smelled of sweat and s*x and nature. It was perfect. We hated to leave the safety of it, but there was something we had to do.
Because someone was threatening
