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What followed after this confession of love was true warmth and a blissful awareness of what transpired. This was a precious exchange worth more than the dutiful trades conducted by her culture, for this is was not something physically to wear or use than be forgotten; it was an emotional enlightenment that would be cherished so long as she was able. And her heart was unwilling to forfeit what it had been blessed with. True happiness was hers… and a simple word of gratitude would not have sufficed to convey it. She withdrew from his neck to look upon him, her muzzle bathed affectionately as he continued his display of love. Smiling she lifted her muzzle to grace his gently pressing the cold flesh of her nose to his before adorning his nose and chin with her fond tongue.

Her need had ebbed only minutely losing its feral edge and was replaced with a more docile, patient aura. Charmed by his affections, she found her contentment in his arms enveloped by the warmth and love of his body. But her longing for him, for all of him, as not absent. The spark of his touch rekindled the smoldering flame, with tinder thrown upon it the further he delved into her. Her claws dug deeper into his shoulders as her body quivered beneath him, no sound other than her moans of bliss slipping from her parted maw. She rolled her hips in time with his, knowing the dance all too well and enjoyed every stroke felt within her tightened walls.

Their measured pace quickened seamlessly as desire outweighed the need to feel. Her prior dormant cravings now emerged fully, again plaguing the woman with feral savagery only ever brought on by her lover. Her moans grew louder as his thrusts became more forceful, his lengthened member hilting within her each time she took a breath stopping her just short of a full intake. His pace was relentless unwavering despite the trembling form latched upon him. Her inner depths clenched tighter around him, the taut muscles strained to their absolute tension, nearly paining the woman as they begged to be released. Her voice mirrored the near unbearable strain whining sharply, pleading to have her release as he reached his.




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