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In the course of their bout one could believe that time had come to a halt, preserving the hostile moment for them and them alone. But gradually the adrenaline began to seep away, the harnessed energy having reached a premature critical point was made to ebb away by the strangely unfulfilling end. The warrior female had achieved what she wanted… yet felt robbed by the end in the same instance.
The end had come with words instead of fangs and had left a bitter taste on her tongue. It was an intrusion of the civilized mind onto the primal’s territory and it was not happy at losing its opportunity to stake its claim. But it was too late to reclaim it as sanity filtered back into her eyes, dulling the radiant amber to soft subdued hues. Despite the futile struggles between her thighs, she lessened her hold over her subdued companion trusting him to honor to her claim and end their scuffle with dignity. “I did not cheat,” her voice trembled amidst her soft tone as she acknowledged for the first time the rampant beating of her heart. And the pain in her chest could not be ignored, brought on by each deep inhale of his scent til shallow breaths became the only means to fill her lungs. She was not yet ready for this pain, the pain of exerted muscles, of her now gaping wound pulled apart by her careless actions. But the numbing remedy of adrenaline was fading…
“We follow the path of the warrior,” quietly she continued while releasing him from his painful vice, but did not yet move from on top of him. With tender fingers, she took the arm still braced beneath her jaw and gently encouraged to descent to the grass. “It is instilled in us to do what we must to bring another to submission…” Her gaze wandered from his for just a moment, trailing the contour of his jaw to his neck, vulnerable and still very much unclaimed. “But only when we have to.”