Page 83 of Seducing Sasquatch

“Wow.” I can barely suck in a breath at the view.

Placing me on my feet and holding me to his body, Arden hums, “Now this is a view.”

I can see all the way to the horizon where the river falls away and the mountains crumble into rolling hills and then prairie. I never could have imagined my life would turn out like this. With a backyard this huge, all to ourselves.

“Pass me your phone.” Arden opens his palm against my chest.

I pull my phone from my pocket and place it in his grasp. His huge fingers make the thing look tiny.

Arden steps around me and I watch in silence as he opens the camera and sets the phone up on a few rocks. Balancing it precariously he sets the ten second timer and hurries back to my side.

“A photo? Of us and not the view?” My brows knit together.

Arden scoops me up under my armpits and lifts me over his head, my thighs resting on his shoulders. My stomach swoops at how high I’ve suddenly become as I grasp his long hair with tight fists.

“The view is for us. The photo is so we never forget,” he responds.

The seconds tick down on the screen and I spread my lips into a wide smile. In the reflection, Arden smiles too. It’s that same, joyful smile he makes in all his photos. And I’ve come to realize that it’s just who he is. Genuine.

Click!

Our twin smiles with me perched on his shoulders are cemented forever. Helping me back to my feet, Arden lets me rush back to my phone to get a better look.

Despite looking scruffier than I ever have before, my gaze focuses on the light in my eyes. The way my entire face lights up with joy, compared to the photos from events where my eyes are vacant and my skin is dull. Where my smile never reached my soul.

But here, I look alive.

“Did I blink?” Arden asks.

I shake my head, turning the screen to him. “No. I was just looking at how happy we are.”

He purrs. His entire chest vibrates with his happiness. “I’m overjoyed with you, baby.”

My heart flutters and butterflies explode in my stomach. It’s been weeks since he rescued me from the storm, yet every time he makes a compliment about me, I don’t know how to react other than preen like a puppy.

“Kiss me,” I whisper.

The moment his golden gaze meets mine, I melt a little. Dipping his head and tilting mine back by my chin, Arden engulfs me with a kiss.

His lips are so hot compared to the icy air. His tongue swipes across my lower lip and I open my jaw, letting him in. Our tongues slide together, his hands cup my waist, pulling me into him.

I pocket my phone, only to reach up and tug at his long locks. The silky strands gliding between my fingers. Arden growls against my lips, his hips grinding against my stomach. My blood heats and falls south. My dick twitches in my pants.

Maybe it’s the altitude making me feel this way, or it’s the hulking Sasquatch who’s made me his. Either way I’m not going to stop it.

“Daddy,” I mewl against his lips.

“Fuck, baby.”

I thrust my hips, seeking his thick thigh to hump. Fuck, I’m so needy for him. Like my body craves this, to be pushed to the limit.

“I need you,” I whisper. “In me.”

Arden physically shivers. His hands tighten against my waist, and his canines scrape my lower lip.

“You’re going to run. In any direction,” he growls menacingly. “But you’re forbidden to leave this peak. Do you understand?”

Now it’s my turn to shiver. What is he going to do? Hunt me? Oh, fuck.