Feya didn’t say anything, rather tilting her head further to the side as a blush rose up her neck to her cheeks. I couldn’t help but wonder how far that blush went down, my knees shifting slightly so they knelt in-between her legs as her creamy skinned limbs parted to allow me to do so.
“It’s true” I continued, my tone soft. “You are so, so beautiful” I breathed, lowing my mouth until my lips found hers yet again. I would never grow tired of this.
“Mm”
Her moan of delight only further flamed my lust but I was careful not to overstep my mark, not wanting to startle her like a frightened animal. The simple thought of mating with her, of making love and allowing our bodies to slide together in a dance older than time was enough to have me hard and wanting, to have my wolf panting at the me
