Is he in heat?
Am I?
Marian mused.
Dinka chuffed at her in their mind space.
“What? I’m bored!” Marian tossed at her wolf, “If I can’t go out tomorrow, let me have a little fun today.”
“It’s been too hard these past few days,” she complained to Dinka, “I need a distraction!”
“This is not a distraction, Marian, this is torture,” Dinka replied, her teeth bared as if she were laughing.
“We’ve seen torture, D. We’re just playing with him,” Marian replied with a smile.
With her eyes directing Zepher and a few sounds chipped in here and there, she made the young omega feed her every bite of food and every drop of water and light wine that had been brought to her as she breathed him in.
Thirty long minutes later, Gravan walked in to find a very distraught Zepher feeding a very contented
