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 Today, she had kept far away from the other males. She was in heat and she dare not leave Blackfeather's borders. She only hid herself away from everyone. She didn't want anyone to find her. Except for Grimnir. The girl kept it to herself, but she really wanted children. She loved Meldresi's children, but it would be nice to take care of puppies of her own.

 Her body got the best of her, and she stood, legs shaky from laying down all day. Her eyes flickered back and forth, watching if anyone was around. No one. She darted out of her hiding spot, nose trying to pick Grimnir's scent. It was a bit exciting to think of having puppies. More exciting to know that they would belong to Grim as well. When she spotted the man, she whimpered loudly to announce her presence. Her tail wagged more than ever before.
A whimper caught his attention. Grim turns to find his mate, tail wagging, standing behind him. There was something different about her. His large, dark form walks to her. "Ohen?" He questions, thinking that the male had attempted to hurt his mate again. But then a scent tickles his nose as he steps closer to her. Grim looks at Lusa lovingly.  It was the scent of a female in heat. She needed him. He rubs his muzzle into her neck fur, tail mimicking her own. He sniffs again, growling as her smell surrounds him. He kisses her along the neck, then over her back. "Now? Here?" He questions eagerly, lust fogging his mind. Was there somewhere she wanted to go? Grim can't think of any places, but looks around. They are out in the open here. Any of the males could come across them and interrupt. They could find an abandoned cave somewhere in the territory or a spot deep within the maze under Blackfeather. 

He pulls away to look her in the eyes. Even with the possibility of a male coming across them, Grim wouldn't mind just taking her here. His gaze shifts from her eyes to look hungrily over her body. He reaches forward to lick the scars along her rump and one that reached down her leg. He will have to ask how she earned those. Leaning back to look into her eyes again, he whines. He was poking out of his sheath. She has come to him and he won't deny his mate. He would never deny her.
  She smiled as he nuzzled her and planted kisses on her neck and back. Her tongue went over his spine. He asked if she wanted to do this now. "Yes Grimnir..." she hissed in a husky tone. Her body tingled in excitement as he dragged his tongue across her rump, then down her leg. She whipped around and nipped his back softly. She found herself shivering and eager. But it still wouldn't be all that fun if she didn't tease him a bit. A quite growl escaped her lips as she started to circle him, eyes clouded with hunger. Her nose ran down his side, going lower and lower. But as she reached to the lowest point, she whipped up, looking into his amber gaze. She circled him once again, covering his body with kisses. A smile on her face.
A tongue runs over his back before his little killer nips it. The small bite sends shivers along his spine. Golden eyes watch as she circles him, taking in every movement. When she jumps forward to run her nose down his side, he leans forward to nip at her ears. Her head whips up to meet eyes with him. Grim growls deeply with need. Lusa circles him again, covering his body in kisses. Grim crouches in preparation to lunge. Darting forward, he attempts to tackle her. He is enjoying her teasing, her affection. Might as well have fun with it too. This didn't just have to be sex. It is more than that to them both. 
  He lunges at her, paws plummeting her to the floor. Her eyes sunk into his, sparkling with a lustful feeling. The waiting game was a bit fun for her, but her natural instinct overshadowed the mischief. It had been extremely difficult to hold herself back for Grimnir, and now that he was here, a burning sensation of want coursed through her veins.

 She lifted her head, dragging her tongue across his face lovingly. A sound rumbled in her chest as she attempted to pull him closer with her forepaws.
She plummets to the floor as he knocks her down. He stands over her looking into her eyes. Grim can see the lust in them, the need.  Lusa's wet tongue runs across his face, a sound rumbling in her chest as she pulls him closer with her paws. Grim nuzzles into her neck, nipping it a little. He runs his own wet tongue over her muzzle. She is perfect and she is his. Grim gazes back into her eyes with a gentle smile. 

He pulls away after a minute to let her stand, unsure of how much longer he can play. He can feel himself throbbing. He wants her badly. But he is also enjoying their play, their teasing.
 He nuzzles his head into her fur, nipping at it a bit. A tongue drags over her muzzle, making a smile curve on her face. As he stands up, she gets off of the ground, shaking her pelt of dirt that wasn't there. Her head swirled with excitement and worry. But the excitement clouded that worry.

 Her head rubs against his neck, whispering dirty nothings in his ear. She stands up, tail lifted to give a sneak peek. "You enjoy my company? You want to take me now?" she whispered in a husky tone. A tone that was trying to break him.
He shivers at her words, her actions. Grim growls with need. "Yes, my Lusa." He tries and mounts her then, not able to continue their play any longer. He will take her again. This time he hopes to impregnate her. To finally have pups with her. They will be the strongest in this pack. He will teach them how to kill, how to protect, how to defend. They will be the best this pack has seen. "I love you, my little killer." He had not thought to speak of those words, they surprised him a bit. But it was true though, wasn't it? She is everything to him.
  Her final words seemed to break him, for he was upon her in an instant. She whimpered with need and looked up at him with wanting eyes. A small smile forms as he tells her he loves her. "I love you too, dearest Grimnir." Her head went back to lick his shoulder affectionately. It was satisfying to hear those words. 


  She sashayed her hips underneath him, tempting him. "Well are you waiting for an invitation?" she said in a sing song like tone. "Because if so, you already have one."  Her voice was soft and seductive. 
He had hesitated until she invited him to take her. So he did, thrusting himself deep inside her with a groan. "You are mine," he tells her. "I will never let you go." His little killer. His mate. His lover. Grim whispers words of love as he passionately mates with her. Lusa will forever be his, and he will see to it. He will protect her and their pups from any wolf who wishes harm upon them. He will die for them. They are his purpose. If he loses them, then there is no life for him.
  She gasps as he thrusts into her, filling her entrance. Everything seemed to fade at the moment and only the two lovers were in the world. He continued to mate with her, and she moved in sync with his hips. She groaned as she felt her body getting warmer and wetter. "Fuck me Grimnir..." she moaned breathlessly, "Fuck me hard."
Grim became even more excited by her words. He thrust into her even harder, gripping her waist with his paws. Jaws reached forward to grab hold of her scruff and try to force her down. He was dominant. Overly so. He enjoyed feeling like he was the one in control.

When he was finished he licked Lusa's muzzle, love in his gaze. "
Shall we rest?" He asked her, slipping to the ground. He was panting, tongue lolling out the side of his muzzle. Now came for the wait to see if his little killer would be pregnant. He smiles at her while wagging his tail.
Fade here?


  Paws grip around her waist as she drives into her harder, making her moan. The heavy male seizes her scruff and pulls her down to the ground. A small smile curving on her maw with satisfactory.

  He stops after awhile,  licking her muzzle and asking her if they should rest. As he slips of her back she rests down beside him. "Yes, I believe we should." She closes her eyes and mumbles, "I love you Grimnir," before drifting into a deep sleep.