Blackwater Islands fire and desire [m]

Gabe's bark was all that she needed to hear. Kalika immediately jumped up and trotted over to him, her breaths heavy and bated, as she whined lowly, Now. Turning to reveal the swollen bit of flesh between her legs, she waved her tail low and with haste so as to entice him further with her scent (as if he really needed any other excuse). Her love for him was a strange thing — it was primal and unpredictable, but oh, when it was good, it was golden. 

Kalika had no time for foreplay. She wanted him immediately upon her so that he might be able to qualm her powerful thirst. As she waited, she flattened her ears back and shook in the knees, hoping he would soon take his chance.