“Huh?” Garth’s inhumanly deep voice rumbled. “What work? What are you talking’ about?”
“You know, the others,” Marina answered, one eyebrow raised as she propped herself up on a thick, muscular arm.
“What others?”
“The other bears? You know, from the dream?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Garth shook his head before pulling himself up a bit and changing his position from next to her to down by her hips.
“Seriously? You haven’t dreamed about the other bears, finding them, safety in numbers?” Marina was confused. She thought the masks had given them the same dreams. Had they not?
“Nope. All I dreamed about was mating with the sexiest she-bear alive, and you know - dream come true,” Garth chuckled, and licked his maw idly.
“Seriously? I mean, I’m flattered, I am, but the humans with their ghhhhuuuuuuuuhhhh,” her entire body shuddered as he interrupted her by diving into her crotch snout first and giving it a big lick.
“Only things I care about,” he said with a smirk, “are eating, sleeping, and how horny I am. You taste as good as you smell, by the way.”
“Mmmhhhhhkeep going,” Marina groaned. She had to admit, she was still quite in the mood herself. “One more and I have to go fffffind the uuhhhhhhhh…”
“Deal. You can find me when you’re ready for more.”