Moonsong
Word Count → 500+
Their race through the woods was a game that was nearly impossible to play, for the Alphess knew that she was being pursued in a different way now and that this was no ordinary game of chase. No, this was far different than all of the playful moments she had spent with her pack, far different from any other moment she had ever spent with Zalen. Something inside of her understood what was to come, even if the explicit details were still a little vague to her for a few more minutes. Her instinct, her body, her spirit... it all spoke to her, and everything she did was natural and unthinking.
Sometimes when she thought she got too far ahead – though she never really did for she had no real hope of outrunning her Alpha and mate when he was so determined – she would pause for just a moment until he was but a few painful inches away from her and then she would dash off again, but always it was toward the place that they both knew they would go. She left the cover of the forest just moments before the dark wolf, her paws dancing over the clearing as she let out a sensual howl. If anyone was nearby, they would know their Alphess wanted them all to leave; now. But by the lilt in her voice, and the scent she left behind, it would be no surprise if a curious eye lurked in the shadows of the woods.
As she slowed herself down her stride became more of a lazy bound as she drew close to the crystalline lake.; and those lazy bounds made her rump hop up and down tantalizingly. The falls sang their music to her as she gazed out at them with lustful, golden eyes. When her paws finally stopped she looked over her shoulder to see Zalen's face... to see the hunter's face. It was almost surprising to see such intense desire in his emerald eyes, and to know that she was the object of this desire.
And then she realized the desire that had awakened within herself, too. She panted, even though the night was cool. Sure they had been running but it was not enough to wind her. Everything felt electric, her senses heightened, and tingles and shocks seemed to course through her body making her heart race, leaving butterflies in her stomach, and moving down toward her rump. For a moment she was confused, worried... once during a moment of play she had thought of something she would really like to do, but that required Optime. The thought left quickly... This was to be the first time, and they would both want it this way, as natural as could be.
She made a small, purring growl sound in her throat as she looked at him, her eyes beckoning, yet still she moved away from him again. This time it was just a few slow steps, until her paws were submerged in the water and she stood bathed in moonlight; the light reflected off of the lake and shone a hundred moons back at them upon its ripples. Her tail twitched in a small wag sending that delectable scent towards her mate, and then she looked at Zalen from over her shoulder again. Eyes narrowing sensually. “My love, this night is perfect... make this moment perfect...”
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