12-29-2011, 02:40 PM
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Hell, it was what he was in, on one end he had a hormonal pregnant alpha who wanted none of his help, and other was his mate. Since hibernal she had grown increasingly moody, no amount of sweet talking or loving kisses seemed to calm her. It was frustrating to say the least, especially when he was so horny around her lately. That fiery scent of hers had been wreaking havoc on his libido. His own aggressiveness had in turn been ramping up, unable to explain it, just that the thought of any male being around X’y sent him into a frenzy. Today he was sitting on a mountain top, trying to purge himself from all the electric energy coursing through him. It didn’t work, her scent still clung to his form, where they had restlessly slept next to each other the night before.
He was going to either have to screw her brains out or strangle her or both. It happened so effortlessly that he barely noticed the change, his form changed to its hybrid beast form, his tongue rolling out of his mouth. Saluce was so full of sexual want and other emotions he couldn’t contain his own instincts, instincts that knew all too well what was happening with his mate. A simple sniff confirmed his suspicions and as if that fact would calm him he let it run through him, and he found himself worse. If she was in heat, instinct drove him, like a hammer hitting a nail, each heartbeat bringing a flood of desire to mate. He was in effect a slave to that scent, nothing else seemed to matter except going back to the den.
His form leapt off the ledge, and into a full on run, his lips foaming a bit as he rushed back home. He arrived and took a moment to pace outside, shaking his head as if a foreign fog had clouded his mind. Mate, mate, mate, mate, all he could think of, and just like that his form burst into the den eyes wild looking for X’y.
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Hell, it was what he was in, on one end he had a hormonal pregnant alpha who wanted none of his help, and other was his mate. Since hibernal she had grown increasingly moody, no amount of sweet talking or loving kisses seemed to calm her. It was frustrating to say the least, especially when he was so horny around her lately. That fiery scent of hers had been wreaking havoc on his libido. His own aggressiveness had in turn been ramping up, unable to explain it, just that the thought of any male being around X’y sent him into a frenzy. Today he was sitting on a mountain top, trying to purge himself from all the electric energy coursing through him. It didn’t work, her scent still clung to his form, where they had restlessly slept next to each other the night before.
He was going to either have to screw her brains out or strangle her or both. It happened so effortlessly that he barely noticed the change, his form changed to its hybrid beast form, his tongue rolling out of his mouth. Saluce was so full of sexual want and other emotions he couldn’t contain his own instincts, instincts that knew all too well what was happening with his mate. A simple sniff confirmed his suspicions and as if that fact would calm him he let it run through him, and he found himself worse. If she was in heat, instinct drove him, like a hammer hitting a nail, each heartbeat bringing a flood of desire to mate. He was in effect a slave to that scent, nothing else seemed to matter except going back to the den.
His form leapt off the ledge, and into a full on run, his lips foaming a bit as he rushed back home. He arrived and took a moment to pace outside, shaking his head as if a foreign fog had clouded his mind. Mate, mate, mate, mate, all he could think of, and just like that his form burst into the den eyes wild looking for X’y.