Herbalists' Cache cthulu dawn [m]

At around eight months old, Ishi had spied his Alphas in a secluded woodland. The male one had been making sounds like Taltos, and the female, beneath him, had been breathing heavily, her eyes closed and her lips parted. It had made Ishi feel funny. And, selfishly, he hadn't wanted to create pleasure like that but, rather, to be the receiver of it. So as he was laid down upon Winter grasses by the large, powerful male, a surge of anticipation went through him. He paused in his own ministrations to watch and to feel, his nymphlike body moved however Taltos would like.