Chapter 91

• Miatta
• I woke up the next morning, feeling like a new being. It was true that we had gone at it for hours like the animals that we were, sex a new experience that I had found to be addictive. Perhaps it was that wonderful because I was having it with my mate but I wanted it no other way. His smell was all over me and my heart swelled with pride at what I had accomplished the previous night. He had left me come on top just once and I had worn his patience twice with my slow, deliberate movements until he had groaned out loud and turned the tables on me. We had made love, what, four or five times? I had lost count of my orgasms when I had woken up at dusk and found his head between my legs, eating me out until my eyes rolled back into my head.
• Lucas was a sex god and I had trouble keeping up with his bull-like stamina, having lost some of my battle-ready fitness. Now, he laid on his stomach beside me, fast asleep in oblivion. His dark hair stumbled over his eyes and he was stark naked under his furry blanket. The morning was still early so I let him sleep some more. I got out of his bed and tiptoed to his window, looking out of it and breathing in the scent of wild flowers and wet soil. The trees lined beyond his window and increased until a forest was formed. The walls ended where the forest started and there was a small path there. I froze in discovery, cleaning my eyes with my knuckles. I looked again and saw the small path leading out of the pack, partly hidden by the forest. Had it been there all along?