Salted [m]

I marked this thread as Mature in case "mounting" is too touchy for some lol

Haunter was a creature of violence. A vile miscreant whose life had only been spared at birth because he was singularly born, supposedly an heir but one who had never enjoyed the throne or its perks. The older he got and the more aware he became of his personal predicament—the inexplicable way he was detested and treated amongst his peers like some sort of pestilence—the more Haunter withdrew into himself and began lashing out in a fashion likened to a caged animal. He should have hated Jinx, a snow-white she-devil; the epitome of the very wolves that had emotionally crippled him...

But he wanted her. And not just her. It was her white fur (ignoring her jet paws). It was because she had such a pale coat that Haunter wanted nothing more than to have her approval, her respect, to have her want him—so just as deluded as she was in that moment, the inky monolith was too, unable to reason with himself the abrutness of this passion. He rolled with it because it was his heart's deepest desire: to, in turn, be desired by the very creatures who had shunned his shadowy existence in favor of their own pale godliness.

Her growls fever-pitched into hungering whines, and Haunter's cold nose left her neck and shoulder to trail seamlessly along her spine, preening here and there with his teeth as he tested the proverbial waters for any unwillingness on her part. But Jinx was lost in his salted scent and the wistful images of her gods and true lover, so by the time his muzzle found pleasurable purchase against the quivering base of her tail, he'd found no resistance to his fervent, lustful touches.

An entirely mad noise rumbled in the back of his throat. A growl verging on the edge of a possessive laugh vibrated his chords and resonated through his chest, preceeding the lift of his body as heaved himself upon the female's svelte, sturdy back. His nose tickled the fringe of tall fur at her shoulders as his forelimbs grasped her firmly into the crook of his belly.