Blackfeather Woods our quiet drama[m]

  The male got to his paws and grabbed her by the neck. His body comes on top of her, making her blood boil with anticipation and curiosity. Would it hurt? Was this a good idea? Should she just run away? But she didn't want to run and it was to late to anyways. He began to mate with her. A delightful sound escaped her lips. She found herself enjoying the moment.


 His jaws loosened and released her neck. She turned to him and gave a sheepish grin as he whispered. She leaned forward and slowly covered his face with kisses. "I think I love you Grimnir," her voice came out I a low purr. Her body moved forward and she sat closely to him.