Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Seventy Eight: Desperate for her

Gideon

Ending the call with my brother, I closed my eyes before dragging my hand through my hair. It had helped to hear his voice, even if he sounded somewhat sad.

I didn’t know what was bothering him, but I hoped that he would listen to me. That he would come over here later so that I could find out what was bothering him. I knew that Branson had ordered us to stay off the bear’s land. But that wasn’t an option for me and I hoped that he wouldn’t be upset that I had asked my brother to come here.

If it bothered Tillie’s father, then I would have to meet him in the woods. I didn’t want to do anything that could upset him or Tillie and her mates. But he was my brother and we were all we had.

It was strange to think that I was about to be one of them. That was all I had ever really wanted, to belong to someone. When things had started, I had assumed that I would be letting her go. That eventually, my brother and Branson would have to put me down when I turned feral.

I didn’t think that she would be willing to let me claim her,

several claims on her

what had happened. Tillie had wanted me. She had wanted me to be a part of them. My wolf had been overjoyed at that. Then when I had met her mates, it was like I knew them. Like I belonged. It was something I

wasn’t willing to sacrifice my mating with Tillie. I wanted to be able to show her how much she meant to me before I claimed her. My mate didn’t deserve a mating and claiming that was rushed. No, she deserved me taking my time and tasting her. Pleasing her until she knew without a doubt that I was

I didn’t know if I was ever going to be able to repay him for that, but I was going to try my damndest to make sure

was more than that really; he hadn’t just claimed me. Afterwards, he had made sure that I was okay. He had checked in on me and it was something I hadn’t known that I needed. That tenderness was hidden by his strength. I

shot open. My wolf shouted mate in my head and I knew that it was her. That Jason was

Tillie, all sweet and heady. Her scent

body. How Tillie had watched the two of us together. Her blue eyes were wide, her full pink lips parted as she took in shallow breaths. Her hips rocking like as she moved with Travis, it was like

those things, to see her body moving for me like that as I buried my face between her thighs. Lapping up the spilled release inside of her until she came on my tongue. My name falling from her

of her touching me. Of how it would feel to be inside of her. I knew that being with her would be like nothing I had ever felt before. Touching her was like that, in the brief moments that I had been able to touch her the feeling had been