[M] One More Time
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Terra's body was sore. She was a very happy coyote, her desires filled at every waking moment. Everything she could wish for was given to her, Kit's attention more than making up for the slight ache from how many times they'd had sex. It would be easier to handle if her body wasn't insisting she go for yet another round. Not yet used to being in heat, and unable to handle the demands it threw on her, Terra simply followed blindly, exhausted and exhilarated at the same time, breaking into a trot.


Reaching a stream Terra immediately plunged in. Water splashed around her body, refreshing her as it cooled her down. The ache was less noticeable now. At least Kit hadn't left her trembling, unable to move like Aylu had. She was still able to go out, the restless drive turned down at least a little knowing the affection she craved was just a short travel away to reach the den they shared.


Let the night take you away

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The hot weather was starting to frustrate the warrior. Ever since the trade mission the Knight had started lengthening his border patrols to the neutral lands between Casa and the Artisan pack. He had extended an invitation to Skye requesting that they come to feast and dance in Fort Kingsbury to celebrate and announce their new alliance. However the wait did not stop him from taking that extra step to ensure there was no ill intention looking canines wandering about between their packs. Though now the leader was beginning to regret his decision as his two feet carried his massive body along.


His dark fur trapped the heat from the sun and the warm of the air, bringing his body temperature to an uncomfortable high. His ears began to twitch at the sound of stream near by and his mouth started to water. Maybe it would be best to travel along the stream for a while? Without another thought the friendly giant male his way with haste towards the waterbed and crouched down to lap up the fresh water. Slightly refreshed the male began to strip off his pants and shirt, leaving them on the dehydrated grass nearby as he splashed the water over himself.


A few minutes passed and the Knight was beginning to feel the relief of the flowing water on his calves, the water cooling his body temperature, when a splashing noise a little upstream caught his attention. Instantly he remembered the reason he was out here in the first place and slowly began to wade toward the noise. To his genuine surprise there in the water was short court trickster named Terra. Although he had caught her in the act, walking away with his jewelry, she seemed well intentioned enough, even friends with some of the Artisans. With a goofy grin the Sole called out Terra! His large frame stirred the flow of the stream as he made his way towards her, her scent momentarily evading him but growing closer and stranger as her approached.



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Terra looked up as her name was called, ears held curiously alert. Who was looking for her? Her eyes fell onto a large male wolf wading his way through. His dark body had giant scars over them, form familiar to her. Her tail wagged, drinking in the sharp muscular form the water revealed from flattening the thick fur. Her eyes traveled up, devouring him until they reached his golden eyes. She knew this wolf. Jazper, the alpha of Casa di Cavalieri. Someone she had tried to steal from.


In other circumstances Terra would have worked at removing herself from a situation where she could possibly get in trouble as a known thief. Right now though, she was remembering how much she had been impressed by his strength. And form. And how sexy he was. Standing up Terra winced slightly before walking over to him, tail swaying behind her. She could ignore the ache. Jazper. Long time no see. Her words were almost purred, doing her best to act seductive.


Let the night take you away

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The water covered both of the scents fairly well but as he approached there was no mistaking the smell. Terra was in heat. Pausing in his steppes, a few feet from the women, Jazper attempted to ignore the smell. He didn’t know if the coyote had a mate but it was clear from her scent that a male had already been with her very recently. The Sole’s thoughts went wild at the mixed smells, his instincts going crazy. It was always very difficult for him to control himself around such a smell and he often avoided females in heat the best he could or reminded himself of their partners.

He hadn’t had a steady mate in a year now, and although Sebastian certainly knew his way around the coal male’s body, he craved the flesh of a female. It had been a long time since Jazper had been with a female and he certainly preferred their body to a male. He was attracted to men because of his urge to dominate, there was very little he could do to control himself if a male sexually challenged him and he admitted that any touch sexually felt good but there was something about a female’s curves, their breasts, their long mane and that scent that drove a male to lose his senses. Standing tall he brushed off her tone, figuring that his mind was making up things.I can leave if this is a bad time for you? He offered politely. His muscles held stiff, unsure as to what he was suppose to do.


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The black wolf halted in his advance. Why was that? Terra hadn't done anything to tell him to stay back. If anything, she was asking him to come closer. Much closer. About as close as she could stand, and then some. Her tail wagged with the thought, despite the fact that she was still sore from how many rounds she'd taken the night before. And yesterday. And before that. Kit was doing a very good job of keeping Terra out of trouble.

Cocking her head Terra let her eyes slide over him again, a soft smile on her lips. Why would this be a bad time? I need to apologize, for trying to take your jewels. Stepping closer she shifted so her bright green eyes met his own. I shouldn't have tried to take from a pack. Not one as generous as yours. Her form was ever so slightly challenging, despite the submissive arch of her body. She was pushing him, waiting for his move.


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