Page 5 of Pursued By the Sasquatch

Chapter 5

Fern

Once he was gone, I collapsed against the door and let myself slide down to the floor.

What the fuck was that?

I’d let myself get caught up in the moment. After everything that had just happened, I’d thrown myself at the first male to show me a bit of attention. I’d been telling the truth, yes, I felt safe with him. But that didn’t make any sense, I barely knew him. Something about him was very attractive, but the way I’d behaved was wildly inappropriate. I felt like an alien looking at a version of myself that I didn’t recognise. Confused didn’t even begin to cover it.

And I’d agreed to go for breakfast with him, so I couldn’t even just avoid him forever. I could ask to deal with another bondsman, but that seemed harsh. He hadn’t done anything wrong. Heat radiated from my face. It also radiated from between my legs insistently. I’d seen the bulge in his pants. It was inhumanly big. My brain said that should be off-putting. But my body didn’t care.

I let my hand wander down under my jeans, popping the buttons open. I was alone now. There was no harm in just imagining what could have happened was there? The feel of his finger on my neck had sent shivers down my spine. Surely, he wouldn’t have done that if he hadn’t wanted me too? What if I’d encouraged that thick finger to continue its journey?

As I touched myself, I wanted to imagine it was his thick finger, so I used two of mine. He’d implied that whatever could happen between us wouldn’t be gentle. So I wasn’t either. I abused my clit like I was angry at it, moans falling out of me with every breath. I pressed hard and when I thought I was going to come, I pulled away and slipped both fingers inside myself.

I pumped hard, trying to imagine it was Kiy, but knowing I could never come close on my own. The thought that I’d been so close to having his fingers inside me instead of my own tipped me over the edge. My body shuddered and twitched as the sensations crescendoed and dipped again.

It was too quick. Too quick and too little. But it would see me though for now.

The next morning, I watched anxiously out of the window, my stomach roiling, until the roofless car trundled along the road. I dashed out, trying to push all the thoughts I’d had of Kiy yesterday. He was my bondsman. I was a criminal in the eyes of the law. I had to make this professional and show him I wasn’t a chaotic mess of a human being.

When I arrived at the car, he was standing with the passenger door open for me. I smiled and climbed in, trying to ignore the forest scent of him that enveloped the car. I had been in too much of a mess yesterday to notice it. But the whole car smelled of him in the most calming way.

“How are you feeling, Fern?”

His voice was tentative. That was my fault. I’d made things confusing and not just for him. “I’m good, thank you. You?”

“Good. Hungry.”

“Me too.”

And I was. Not just for food, but I wouldn’t mention that. Although I couldn’t help but wonder if he was feeling the same. As we drove, I snuck glances at him. He was wearing a t-shirt with rolled up arms today. They showed off the shape of his biceps, which all the fur did nothing to hide. I’d always been a shoulder and arm girl, so it was hard not to stare.

It was a quiet drive, but I didn’t mind. We pulled up at a classic 50s style diner and he ran around to open the door for me again. I wasn’t sure if anyone but him had ever held a car door open for me. Probably not.

I took a moment to look over the menu inside, but I knew since he had mentioned pancakes yesterday exactly what I was going to order. When they arrived, the stack was dripping in maple syrup and taller than I’d realized they would be. A snicker across the table told me that Kiy had caught my wide eyes.

“More than you thought?”

“Yeah, just a bit.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you if you can’t manage it all.”

Something in his voice felt like a sliver of velvet. An innuendo. And I blushed. Another snicker, but I didn’t dare look at him until my face finally cooled. What was this monster doing to me?

I had my best go at eating all the pancakes. They were delicious. But I couldn’t manage it. Looking around at the fellow customers, there were very few humans. I suspected I’d been given a monster sized portion. The waitress topped up my coffee, and I gulped some down to wash away a bit of the sweetness left in my mouth.

“Are you sure you’re done?”

“Yes absolutely! Go ahead.”

Kiy pulled my plate across the table and dived in. He’d finished his in what felt like seconds. The rest of mine went down just as quickly. He leaned back and patted his stomach. His legs stretched out, and I felt a leg graze past one of mine. A jolt of electricity shot up my body, but I didn’t move away. The leg stayed there, and kind eyes met mine. I didn’t look away.

“Talk to me, Fern.” His voice was soft. And for some reason, I opened my mouth, and the story came tumbling out.

Chapter 6

Kiy

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