Silvertip Mountain [m]Snuggled up

Zaria instantly flourished once Fitz really started to show his dominance. This was exactly what she wanted. To feel a man above her. She might be very dominant and cunning herself but having a man say; 'you are mine', was something so arousing. Which Fitz would definitely notice. She followed his labored breathing. Her tong hanging out to let go the heat they created. She closed her eyes for a moment as the pleasure hit peaked.

The girl felt her legs tremble under her but she kept them both off. Luckily Fitz knew not to tug or move too much. Zaria let out a pleased hum. She could still feel the nips in her neck. As she heard Fitz whisper she turned her head a bit to lean it against his muzzle. She wanted to lick him and shower him with kisses. These were the moments she would feel all fuzzy and happy inside of her. "Me too," she whispered back. She wanted to say more but didn't want to ruin the moment.

She felt closer to him than before and once they could step away from each other again Zaria instantly licked him over his cheek. She could scent him on her. She was definitely his female now and strangely she didn't mind that at all, because she allowed him to claim her. Zaria wanted other males to know how amazing her male was at claiming her. Zaria grinned. "Now I knows you can have fun too, so we will have lots of fun together. Yes?," she spoke, clearly eager with the prospect of sharing such moments again. It was very different than with her uncle, she liked Fitz better.