Mati constantly needed more, asked for it in a silent gesture, the pull of her hand, the shiver of her spine, the yearning flame that raged behind her purple gaze. It spoke to the other female, telling how she wanted her. She was not spoiled, in knowing that this was not her first, but she did become Mati’s. The older wolfess would not share her, nor be able to live with the knowledge that Cambria might ever wish for one other then she. The past would dissipate, as quickly as the world around them fell to the intensity that they created. What had happened could come to light, and Mati would react how ever she did, she did not know yet what she would say, for her mind was consumed by the motions made by the other female, but she would be understanding and wish to know if she matched up to those that had come before.
But in these seconds, Cambria took control showing her in the subtlest of ways how incredible they could make one another feel. Her smaller form moved to rest against Mati’s, and the large hand held her back to cradle her there. Her lips caught those of her lovers and she returned the kiss deeply, her tongue licking them lightly as they parted and left to search her jaw and neck. She lifted her nose, giving Cambria access to every inch of her sensitive skin and the pulse beneath it. A hand trailed passed her stomach, returning to the supple flesh, touching it more indepth and stimulating the nipple that hid beneath her fur. Mati closed her eyes at the exciting feeling, flinching slightly at first and then melting from the heat that rose from between her legs. She moved into the hand, seeking the pressure and her delicate fingers.
Lips parted, her breath deep and heavy as Cambria stirred her arousal in a whole new way. Her own hand held the female’s side, hugging the curve of her hip and drawing her closer as their legs became intertwined. It reached further downward, feeling the curve just beyond her tail and holding the soft furred cheek. She was weightless under her hand, the leg she touched moving up her own as she raked her claws down the back of her thigh to draw their cores and the heat that live there closer.
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