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Just as he went wild over having his ears caressed, this female also had a particular spot that drove her mind toward near impossible reaches of pleasure. And though the obvious meld of flesh, the savage penetration of their frenzied forms was euphoric in its own right, the feeling the fangs against her back was a whole different sensation all together.
Beneath the thick winter coat were a multiple of scrapes and scars endured through seasons of training from a young age. And though they could not be seen, they could certainly be felt. Their healing left the nerves sensitive to touch and even the most minute caress lit a fire in her core that consumed her deliciously from the inside out. The nerves were screaming in pleasure as his careful fangs nipped through the fur to flesh. She dared not moved from it but arched back toward his touch instead, silently begging for more whilst her claws sank into the hides that made their bedding.
And better still was the whole of his body melding into hers, a coupling of golden hues and grey in seamless perfection embroidered with the subtle hints of wild strands of autumn and onyx mane. As he pressed deeper into her, her skilled paw kneading down into the delicate flesh beneath the pleasantly dazed female slowly slid forward aided by the smooth directions of the pelts beneath them until she came to rest on her belly. Her tail continued to sway contently, her back still tingled from the touch of his teeth. Her mind was in a whole different plane than where it had ever been and she was enjoying every moment of it. And she sang of her enjoyment from her descent down into their bedding to where she lay in a long moan of pleasure.