Kansas had given her everything she had ever dreamed for and more. He had shown her love, love that she had always wanted to believe in but wasn't sure if it were possible. She had had no parents to model her ideas after. Serge had been awful to her mother. He had used her for what he wanted and then refused to deal with the consequences. He had cast Amata and the pups out into the cold, to survive on what meager leavings the pack was willing to give them. She had worried all males were the same in the end. It was this that had stemmed her fear of abandonment and her feelings of inadequacy. No male had ever wanted her before him and she had thought she would be alone forever. Kansas had shown her otherwise though. He made her feel worthy and he made her feel wanted. She never wanted that to go away.
In the way that he looked at her and touched her she knew that he would never do her harm. That he would never intend to hurt her in any way. He was a kind and gentle soul and that was one of the things that drew her to him. He was not capable of things her father was, and was capable of things he was not. He could show her deep and abiding love. It didn't matter what their positions in the pack were. He could have been the lowest and she would still love him with the fervor she did now. Their ranks meant nothing, only their love and themselves mattered. The movements of their bodies seemed to mesh perfectly and Savina was completely losing herself in him. His exploring hands made her moan deeply and she pressed herself against his fingers. She moved her head to the side, kissing and then licking his palm. One creamy finger was drawn into her mouth and she sucked on it as her hips continued to move against his'.
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