sorry for the really short post
Anya felt her heart beat beginning to speed up, knowing that something would soon happen, though she did not know what that something might be. When the male's tongue rasped against her shoulder, against the Celtic knot that was branded there, she didn't flinch away, for once. Normally she was opposed to anyone touching her, in any way, shape or form. But something had come over her this night, and Anya felt reckless.
She settled down into the snow, as per his thoughtful suggestion. Anya stared out into the sea, then turned her attention to the male. She bared her throat slowly, tentatively, every instinct screaming against her actions as he buried his nose in the fur of her collar. She was sure he could easily hear the pounding of her heart, but she had been lost to his charms with the first words he had spoken to her.
She giggled girlishly as his breath tickled her neck, and rolled over on her side to give him better access to do whatever he planned to do.
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