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The sensation of her tongue on his jaw, his face, his tongue, was exhilarating. It was like nothing he had ever experienced and it blew the kiss he had shared with Lucia out of the water. The feeling electrified his whole body and made him feel bigger then he was. Had he been a cat he would have purring, content in this moment.
His ears perked when she mentioned the night before, his howl, and he nuzzled deeper into her after she mentioned it, a smile on his face. So someone had heard him then; whatever had compelled him to howl that night, moon, stars, whatever, he had been singing for her, and she had heard him. He pulled away from her slightly, so he could see into her face, her eyes glittering like gold, That moon-song was for you… what is your name? He wanted to know it so badly, because a name is like a memory and he always wanted to remember her.
He flipped over from his back onto his belly, still lying close enough to her that their bodies touched. He couldn’t stop smiling, he felt so great in this moment with this nameless wolfess.
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