M-Slaves to our Instincts
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He waited as her scowl deepened and her words came forth. The words stung him and seethed right into his hide. Saluce’s ears flew back flat across his head as anger surged in him, replacing his need to mate her with her infuriating words. The brute knew all too well what her words were meant to say, he remember the way she had reacted the day Nayru had come to the den. Saluce was guilty of only caring for someone he considered a Daughter and nothing more but her jealously obviously ran deep. He assumed this was the root of it all, and he snarled back at her.

“Why don’t you stop beating around the bush and just ask what you want to, instead of being a bitchy mess already. “ He replied simply enough, the man was not someone who took indirect questions such as these well, nor did he care to be damned for something he hadn’t done. The urge to attack surfaced, such a display of mistrust, the feeling of making her submit again coursed through his veins. A growl escaped his throat, unable to hold his surging aggression much longer, it was a challenging growl. If she felt she was obviously big enough then why not give it a try.

“I have done nothing to draw your suspicions, or your jealously, so come out with it, accuse me if you will but you will not get the answer you’ve already told yourself is true”


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