He took the dogs out with him and watched the sun rise over the park. Ruger and Kamau stayed near as a herd of springbok moved past them in the distance. He could sense the group’s nervousness at the scent of his predator but Dane just sat and observed them. Finally, he turned his attention to the mountains the general had pointed him towards then he scanned the horizon. He sat against the tire of Aida’s 4x4 and sighed. What was I doing telling her those things? Dane wanted to be buried within her so badly he could taste it with each breath he took. But he didn’t know if he had the control not to mark her once he sat immersed inside her. The night he’d allowed himself a taste of her, he had almost lost it just with his fingers and tongue being in her. Thrusting his hands into his hair, he dropped his head. Aida had taken it all in stride last night. The shifting, the questions, his answers. He’d never met another woman like her in the world. And never would again. “One thing at a time, man,”
