but maybe not.
His wolf was immediately alert, straining against the confines of his too human flesh when his mate was there just waiting to be claimed.
The giant walking toward them wore his hair in long plaits. Kindling imagined holding onto those platinum braids while he rode what had to be a cock of massive proportions between those tree-trunk thighs. He had to have this man. Now.
He stood beside Trey, barely able to keep his control, and waited as the man approached, the stranger’s large body progressing easily as those around him made way.
Kindling ogled the giant openly. The newcomer had to be one of the goblins. He sniffed, and his wolf confirmed that the man wasn’t human. He smelled of smoke and fire, forest woods... and temptation. Kindling’s mouth watered with the mere thought of licking this man from head to toe. It would be a worthy journey.
Want. Want. Want.
Mate.
Kindling wanted the man’s eyes on him, preferably all over his naked body while they were both on a flat surface or against a wall. He wasn’t choosy.
“Haru, this is my cousin, Kindling, the one I mentioned visiting.” Trey’s words barely registered through his lustful haze.
Green as the forest. Haru’s eyes were forest green, and Kindling found himself drowning in their depths. His body grew hot, his skin flushed, and his dick became hard as steel.
Could the giant tell how badly Kindling wanted to be beneath him? To have his body filled so deep he would feel Haru’s cock beneath his ribcage? His legs would be wide open with that monster dick bringing it home. The image was so vivid, Kindling found it hard to focus.
But the look on Haru’s face wasn’t hot and horny, ready to claim an eager and willing Kindling. No, Haru was looking at him with the expression of a kind father as he faced a child. No. That will not do. I am not a kid.
“Welcome, young one, to our sanctuary. I’m glad you’re here. Perhaps my son’s mate”—Haru glanced at Trey—”and future husband will not be a lone wolf for a while.”
Haru’s laugh danced down Kindling’s spine, slipped between his cheeks, and wrapped itself around his balls.
Trey shook his head. “I think he plans—”
Kindling was sorry—not sorry—about the pained cough Trey emitted when he elbowed his cousin in the ribs. He nudged Trey out of the way and stood in Haru’s direct line of sight.
Kindling’s eyes were level to the man’s nipples. If he looked closer, he could make out the buds, maybe even nip them. Then there would be more than surprise and a hint of confusion on Haru’s face, with his blond-white eyebrows raised in question. Kindling bet those brows were soft.
“To stay forever,” Kindling said. “Is that an option? I love what I’ve seen so far.” He couldn’t help the growl accompanying his words as he neared Haru, sliding his body against the giant. He moaned with barely hidden pleasure at the feel of the granite frame encased in muscle. Hell, his wolf nearly howled.
Oh, yes. This is close to perfect.
Haru could probably pick him up with one of those tree-branch arms and carry him off to his cabin, ranch house, where-the-hell-ever he lived. Then they could try and get pregnant. Kindling couldn’t actually get pregnant, but it would be hella fun trying.
Haru inhaled sharply and stepped back, but Kindling was having none of that and moved right back in his space. Haru smelled so good, and Kindling wanted to be closer. He barely heard the laugh Trey cut short, probably in deference to Haru. Kindling didn’t care. He wondered if he jumped, would Haru catch him?
“Forever?” Haru questioned and stepped back again, surprise written all over his beautifully tanned skin.
“Yes. And I didn’t come only to see my cousin. I came to see the world he’s found, his home, and to explore, as my father called it. I’d hate to take all Trey’s time that I’m sure he’d rather spend with his mate.” Kindling rubbed a finger against his lips, thinking, and watched as Haru’s gaze followed the movement. “Maybe you could help with that? You know, show me around?” Kindling stepped closer to Haru, pointing out the area.
I have him now.
Kindling inhaled the fervent aroma of hungry male wafting off Haru’s body. His canines dropped, and he wanted to mark him. If Haru wouldn’t lift him, Kindling could easily climb him to make his claim. Haru stood over him like a redwood, his gaze held a hint of challenge. Kindling