Silvertip Mountain Every scar will build my throne

He wanted to tackle her, and repeat what they just did, but she spoke before he could do so. He moved closer and pressed his forehead against hers. "Amazing." he puffed. His mind drew a blank as he looked into her eyes. She was so amazing, and no one else can wipe his depression away like she can. He leaned down to lick her neck more, followed by soft nibbles. She left him, cold turkey, in the middle of his love struck haze. He growled into her neck as she moved up to nibble on her earlobe.