Page 12 of Searching for her Heart
As I push myself up the terrain, I can see the creature snarling at something. Something large. I can make out a dark blob that stands out from the stark white snow.What is that?There shouldn’t be any deer or elk up here.
As I get closer, I realize it’s people. Two humans.How the hell did they get up here?And dressed like that? Was that a woman standing behind him? She was clinging to his back, so it was hard to make out. First thing first, I have to deal with the snowprowler.
A few more steps and I’m able to leap between them and the beast, roaring at it. He knows not to fight me, so he quickly turns and runs away.
I stand up tall, turning to face the two new humans on my mountain. The small woman pokes her head out from the man as she gazes up at me and whispers, “Wow, a yeti!”
She moves out from behind the man and takes a step towards me, but the man pulls her back against him, making me growl.
“Don’t, we don’t know if he’s dangerous.”
“But… I’ve never seen a yeti before,” she says with wide eyes.
“He’s not a yeti.”
“How do you know? He could be,” she reasons, looking up at me in awe.Is she not scared of me?
“I just know.”
The man frowns at me, obviously unsure about my intentions. “Have you everseena yeti?” he asks her.
“No.”
“Do you even know what a yeti is?”
She hesitates this time before replying, “No.” Then she laughs, her smile could warm the coldest of hearts. It’s only now I take in the rest of her appearance. She has gorgeous hair the color of an orange daisy, and the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen. She’s tiny compared to my huge frame and the thought of wrapping her in my arms has my cock instantly hardening.
She wears strange tight black pants, showing off her curvy lower half, and a flowy black shirt covers her top. Why is she wearing such strange clothing? And how did they get up here? I can see her lips starting to turn blue. She’s cold.That’s unacceptable.I need to get her back to my cave to warm up.
I take several steps towards her and her eyes grow wide as she tilts her head up to keep eye contact with me.
“Wow, a real life yeti.”
“I’m not a yeti,” I tell her as I lower my fur covered hood so she can see my face.
“Whoa, you’re pretty good looking for a yeti.”
“Penny!” The man exclaims from behind her.
“I’m not a yeti. But I do need to get you back to my cave so you can warm up.”
“You’re the nicest yeti I’ve ever met.”
“Still not a yeti,” I grumble.
“I thought you said you’d never met a yeti before?” The man asks.
“I haven’t.”
We stare at each other in silence for a moment before I bend down and pick her up. The man seems to want to protest, but when I level him with a stare, I think he knows I’m only trying to keep her safe. I manage to get her to cling to my front so I can wrap my fur cloak around us both.
“You’re so warm,” she whispers, as we start our descent to my cave. All I can do is grunt in reply. My aching cock is pressing so hard against my pants. Luckily, due to our size difference, she is sitting too high to feel it hardening at the sensation of her body pressed to mine.
What were they doing up here? Was this man one of her mates? He probably had several brothers searching for them somewhere.
“Yeti?” the sexy woman in my arms asks.Penny, the man had called her. It suits her.
“Hmm?” I grunt in response.
