Sent Beast Mate(Beast Mates, #3)(53)

Most of us beasts looked out for pairs. We called them pairs, not mates, because we liked to keep the secrets of our species between us. Humans were a cunning species who would use that knowledge against us.

After a visit with the leader where I ate like a king, I toured the community of about a hundred humans but didn’t find my mate. I rode back up to the lake. With the weight of a hearty breakfast in my belly, I relaxed on my bike by the shore and admired the rare beauty that had survived the negligent inhabitants of Earth.

There should be a settlement up here, I thought. Right by the water. Cabins surrounded by trees. I’d get a small boat, buy fish for the lake…yeah, very nice life.

Something small and far away caught my eye. Alert, I sat up. A human was walking toward the lake. Closer and closer yet. Ah, a female. I shook my head. The human males had zero sense of protection. They let their young females run around without any supervision. This one was miles away from her community.

The wind in my favor, I lifted my face. It blew her scent straight into my nose. I inhaled a lungful. This female smelled good. Lavender. My dick grew to its full size. Dayum, I needed to dip that fucker into pussy. It wouldn’t be this one, though. She looked like a virgin. I didn’t do virgins. Nope. Virgins latched onto a male, and unless she was his mate, a beast male couldn’t promise her a future.

The girl stood at the end of the lake, didn’t even look around her. I snorted. Even with her inferior vision, if she actually bothered to take in her surroundings, she would have seen me. I shook my head in disapproval, then stuck two fingers into my mouth so I could whistle.

She slid off her backpack, pulled her dress over her head, spun around, and released her golden-blonde hair. It swayed right above her ass.

Time stopped when she bent over to get soap.

My breath arrested when she turned back and smiled.

Fingers in my mouth, I froze; then my hand slowly fell to my side, leaving my mouth gaping. Maybe I drooled. Any beast would drool.

No, not any beast, because no other beast would ever see her naked.

She was mine!

I leapt off the bike, then remembered Vice’s instructions the day he’d lined a bunch of us up in the compound. Loud and clear, my dear, sane friend had said, “If you happen to come across your mate outside of the community, whatever you do, do not scare her. If you are lucky, she will run. If you are not lucky, she will try to kill you. Yes, there are armed females walking on this planet. Beware an armed female. They shoot to kill. What to do? Follow the female to her home, call it in, and we will approach her in her house, where she feels less threatened. Do not kidnap the female. Never kidnap a female.”

Vice hadn’t said anything about a naked human female at the lake.

Still, I should probably follow the instructions. He knew better. I’d spent years in South America’s jungles, working to revive their forests. A female was a rare sight, and tribal females were married off as soon as they could bleed. Married females couldn’t be paired. My experience with human females was limited.

Now, I also knew human females of this one’s age were chaste. She looked about eighteen. Chaste meant modest and delicate, so I didn’t run after her demanding she give me her body right then and there. No. I wouldn’t do that, not only because of Vice’s advice, but also because I had class. Came from a high-born family. My father hadn’t even chased my mother down. He’d courted her, then bedded her. Even though I didn’t like my father, I would not stain my family’s name by acting like an idiot.

Once I pried my eyes off my mate, I scanned our surroundings again in case another male was watching. I would gouge his eyes out. Nobody was around. Still, it prickled that my mate’s community leader or her male next of kin would allow her such freedoms. She was alone and naked where anyone could see. On the off chance we could conceive a female beast halfling as beautiful as their mother, I would lock her up in the highest tower in the Beast City. Mm-hm. Sounded great to me.

My mate dipped her toe in the water. She yelped and jumped.

I crouched, ready to defend what was mine.

She rubbed her arms. “Dios mio, it’s cold.”

I agreed. She should put her clothes back on and return to her community so that I might follow and buy her from her negligent leader. But no, my mate fisted her hands, clamped her mouth shut, and braved her way into the water. Her nipples hardened. I groaned at the sight. Her tits weren’t too big. One would fill my mouth. I’d take the other one into my hand and twist the pale nipple with my fingers. My mate would coo into my ear, tell me how she couldn’t wait to take me inside her, tell me how I was too big for her little pussy. Then I’d have to work with my fingers and my tongue to get her pussy wet so that when I penetrated her, it wouldn’t hurt so bad.