Kyri groaned softly, knowing that she needed and wanted Evan. So when he suggested that they head back down the river to the hut they had found, she nodded.
That sounds good, she said, looking into his eyes again. She almost couldn't believe it. She and Evan were imprinted. And they were going to get married. But as everything about him continued to surround her, she knew this was really happening.
Getting up from the ground, she looked over at her uncle, who smiled and nodded before embracing her. "I'm glad you're okay," he whispered to her.
Kyri kissed his cheek before Evan took her hand and the two of them headed down to the river to the hut. Soon, she as in his arms as he started to pull her top off. Returning his kiss, she undid the buttons on his shirt and pulled it off him before reaching for his trousers. She hadn't gotten quite good at unzipping them and pushed them over his hips.
My Evan, she told him, running her hands up over his torso as she pressed against him, feeling herself throbbing. Moving away from the wall, she led him over to the blanket in front of the hearth and lay down on it, tugging him down over her.