Page 22 of Bigfoot's Bride

But there's something about him his gentleness paired with his strength and protectiveness (possessiveness), his earnestness, the way he looks at me like I'm the most precious thing in the world. It all combines to make my heart do somersaults.

I lean in close, enjoying the way his breath catches. "Is that what this has all been about? Getting me into your bed?"

His eyes go wide. "No! I mean, yes, but notjustthat. I want?—"

"Shhh." I cut him off with a finger to his lips, surprised by how soft they feel. Then I take a deep breath, hardly believing what I'm about to say. "Tonight's your lucky night, big guy."

The look of pure shock on his face is almost comical. "Really? When?”

“When we leave here I suppose. When do you want to call it a night?”

“Now."

I laugh, feeling giddy and reckless and more alive than I have in months. "Lead the way."

Instead of walking, he scoops me up in his arms like I weigh nothing and carries me out of the Hub.

This whole underground Sasquatch city isn't such a bad place to hang out for a while.

A traitorous little voice in the back of my mind whispers, "What if this could be more than just a temporary thing?" But I squash it down. I refuse to lose hope that I might someday be able to return to the life I miss—red carpets, flashing cameras, adoring fans.

As we exit the Hub, I catch a glimpse of my reflection in a polished stone wall. For a second, I don't recognize the woman staring back at me. Sure, I’m wearing my Maria Garcia get-up—the wig and oversized glasses—but that’s not it.

The woman in the reflection looks...dare I say it…happy. Not the camera-ready smile I've perfected over the years. Genuinely happy.

Chapter 14

Gruffydd

As I carry Kiki through my cave and into my bedchamber, my heart hammers against my ribcage like a wild thing trying to break free. I can hardly believe this is happening. That she's here, in my arms, looking at me with those beautiful eyes that seem to sparkle with a desire that makes my blood run hot.

I lay her down on my bed gently, practically trembling with a mix of nerves and joyous anticipation. This is all new territory for me. I've never fucked a female before. Hell, living in a community with a lopsided gender ratio, I've never even come close to having the chance.

But now, here I am with the most stunning female I've ever laid eyes on. My mate, and she wants me, a Squatch who's spent most of his life assuming he'd never find his soulmate. Yet here she is.

"Gruffydd?" Kiki's voice breaks through my racing thoughts. "You okay there, big guy? You look a little...dazed."

I shake my head, trying to clear the fog of disbelief and desire. "I'm fine. Better than fine. I'm just...I can't quite believe this is real. That you’re real."

She sits up, placing her small hand on my chest. Even through my thick fur, the warmth of her touch sends a shiver down my spine.

"Believe it," she murmurs, her voice low and inviting.

Slowly, reverently, I reach out and start to undress her. Inch by inch of smooth, golden skin bared is like unwrapping the most precious gift. I take my time, savoring every moment, every new expanse of her as it’s revealed.

And she is magnificent.

I can't resist leaning in, breathing in her scent, letting it wash over me like the strongest aphrodisiac imaginable.

I press a kiss to her shoulder reverently.

"You are so beautiful," I whisper, my voice rough with emotion. "Thank you for allowing me this honor."

Kiki cups my face, making me meet her gaze. "Gruffydd, you big softie. No need to thank me. I want you too"

Those simple words fill me with an elation I've never known. I gather her close, careful not to crush her, and just hold her for a moment. Fur to skin, heartbeat to heartbeat.

My cock is insistent and my soulstone is singing and glowing warmly like an infrared beacon.

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