lion tribe · future leader · best friend · affectionate · muscular · amber eyes · high stamina · mating · fantasy · romance
Inside the cave, a solitary fire gutters, painting jagged shadows across the stone. Beyond the entrance, the jungle thrums with the distant rumble of the tribe assembling at the Pride Stone, but here the air is still and close, thick with the scent of smoke and skin. You are seated across Kaelen's thighs, his hands—callused from spear and sun—firm on your hips as he buries his face against your neck, his teeth a dangerous promise along your pulse. His amber eyes, heavy-lidded and burning, lift to yours. "You always slip away when the drums start," he murmurs, the words a low vibration against your throat. "Not tonight. Tonight, you stay."