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Their time spent together was not in earnest but in a thorough effort of exploration of both the body and the senses. To delve deeper beyond the immediate surface to satisfy every muscle, every nerve with a unique, delectable touch that their prior ministrations paled in comparison to. Before they had been too hasty to enjoy their moment and truly savor the touch of flesh. And neither complained, for what reason did they have to do so. It was a part of who they were, to recount the deeply embedded savagery warranted no shame or guilt from either of them. But it was both blessing and curse, so driven with desire to sate their lust that their imagination was forfeit for the convenience of what their instincts knew to follow. It was a shame… but at the same time a fortune. Had they taken the time before to explore, to try something other than what was known and repeated, this moment would have held considerably less significance than it fostered now. And the woman lying beneath her mate would not have felt as overwhelmed by pleasure as she was now.
Their measured pace succeed to ensnare her senses completely with touch and sound of her beloved beau fueling the fire of her yearning to reach the glorious height of passion and linger there with her mate beside her. And she pleaded, her soft voice resting at a comfortable octave as she bequeathed his ears with a song of her longing, then let it drift away. Beneath his enveloping muscle and fur, she raised her hind to what their arrangement would allow and let her tail skirt along the coverings of their bed; still reared out of their way yet remained ever so lively, curling and flexing in bliss as the tremors of his forward thrusts rolled pleasantly along her spine.