Redhawk Caldera [m] spin the wheel

I know that feel. I left early to finish cutting ties with Kentucky today. \o

He rode it like a wave, rolling for miles before tumbling onto the beach in a crash of pleasure. Peregrine carefully dismounted afterward, his energy ebbing from him like the receding surf in this beachy metaphor. He sank down beside Fox, gently tugging her with him, his much larger body curling around hers. He touched his tongue to any part of his mate he could reach: her forehead, her ears, her neck, her back.

Exhilaration had changed to exhaustion, yet it was such a thoroughly wrung out tiredness that left Peregrine as content as a milk drunk kitten. He would nap for a little while. Fox too. Then they would rouse and repeat. The next week would be all about indulging their most carnal appetites above all else. The Alpha fully intended to enjoy every moment of it, for as soon as it was over, preparations would begin as they readied to welcome the newest members of their growing family.