[Her words are foreign to him, but he can sense the heat behind them and the need apparent in her voice. The pressure of her fingers are sharp on his shoulders, guiding him as he moved between her legs. The taste was there, something salty and sweet. An ambrosia hidden in the waves, beneath the surface for him to find.
He sought it out eagerly, lips and tongue loving her with a near heated drive. He could feel her shaking, feel her crying out on a growing and rising tide. When she finally unravels, he doesn't stop, he keeps kissing, licking and sucking until he feels her building again. This taste was enough to drive him wild. The wolf had the scent and he'd pursue it to the end.
Only when she released for a second time would he move away, shifting to meet with and slip his hips between her legs. His mouth found hers and arms wrapped around her, lifting her to sit on his lap.]
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He sought it out eagerly, lips and tongue loving her with a near heated drive. He could feel her shaking, feel her crying out on a growing and rising tide. When she finally unravels, he doesn't stop, he keeps kissing, licking and sucking until he feels her building again. This taste was enough to drive him wild. The wolf had the scent and he'd pursue it to the end.
Only when she released for a second time would he move away, shifting to meet with and slip his hips between her legs. His mouth found hers and arms wrapped around her, lifting her to sit on his lap.]