Page 27 of Stranded With An Insatiable Shifter

Will I ever get tired of kissing this man?

I doubt it.

It’s been four days since he strolled into my camp naked and it’s been the best four days of my life. By far.

He can’t seem to take his hands or his eyes off me. I’ve never felt so desired. So wanted. Having a strong sexy man like him all over me has been a lot of fun. This man is insatiable.

When we’re not exploring each other in bed, we’ve been getting to know each other, and that’s been just as fun.

I love the way he talks about life on the ranch with such genuine excitement and enthusiasm. He’s in charge of the animals and he’s named each one. I can’t wait to wake up early with him, grab our coffees, and go outside to feed the goats. He says he talks to them and they always talk back.

And he always wakes up with the most adorable bedhead in the morning. I love it. It’s so endearing. Sometimes he forgets to fix it and we make it through the whole breakfast before he remembers and smoothes it down. Those are my favorite mornings.

And I love how he genuinely listens and remembers all of the small details of what I say. He remembered my parents’ names days after I mentioned it once, and he seems to really want to know every single detail about me. He’s so cute. He can’t get enough, asking me question after question.

Our kiss turns heated. I know where this is heading…

I pull away from his mouth and back up with a grin.

“Not yet,” I say, fighting the urge to climb up his big frame like a tree. “I’m too sweaty.”

He steps forward with a possessive growl. “I don’t mind. I like your salty taste.”

I step back again. “Let me wash off first. Is there a river close by?”

He drops his head and groans. “About twenty minutes that way.”

I bite my bottom lip, giving him a flirty look. “Let’s get there in ten.”

He adjusts the large pack on his shoulders and comes after me with a sensual look in his eyes that has me tingling all over.

We’re finally heading back into town after being stranded all this time.

I’m tired of eating nothing but plain fish and he’s tired of wearing the same thing every day. I gave him the largest pair of jogging pants I had. He cut them off at the knees, just so he could squeeze into them. And I gave him a tank top that’s super loose on me, but is skin-tight on him. It’s quite the view with those monstrous arms and chest.

Michael insisted on carrying everything, which I fought him at first, but eventually caved. That huge pack doesn’t seem to be bothering him anyway. He’s so freaking strong.

We left this morning and have been hiking all day. Michael said we should arrive around dinner time tomorrow night, so we packed a tent and will be sleeping in the forest. Normally, I’d be scared of wolves or other animals, but I’ll have a protective grizzly bear sleeping beside me, so I’m just excited.

Once we get into town, he said he’ll call one of his brothers to come pick us up. We’ll stay at Michael’s house on the ranch and then drive back up with a battery booster to restart my bus. After that, I don’t know what’s going to happen. I’m just kind of enjoying living in the moment for now.

“Did you bring your bathing suit?” I ask with a grin when we arrive at the river. We stop in front of an area where the river pools calmly around some huge rocks kind of like a natural swimming pool.

Michael drops the bag and pulls off his tank top in one smooth motion.

“No bathing suits out here.”

I swallow hard as he pulls down his shorts, revealing his big thick cock. I still get shocked every time I see that monster.

“Lucky me,” I whisper as my pussy gets all warm and wet.

He dives into the river and I watch as he swims into the middle of the rocky pool and stands up. The water is up to his waist.

“Is it cold?”

I see the thick root of his cock at the waterline and I swallow hard. It can’t be that cold. There’s no shrinkage in sight.

“It’s nice,” he says as he runs his hands through his wet hair, slicking it back. “You coming?”

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