Big Salmon Lake [m] My Hearts In Pieces

She accepted his touches, further spurring him forwards and increasing his affections upon her. She stood, and so did he, and when she nipped at his ears and waved her tail, well, he damn near lost it. His mate wiggled around him, wreathed with the lengthening shadows of dusk, leaning into his muscled body and covered him with attention. 
It was, in a word, intoxicating. After a few more nips back and forth, Harley shifted back, licking and nibbling his way down her shaded side to her flank, where the milk colored man waited behind her for permission as he aimed his gentle teeth at her flanks, hips, and tail. Another whine, this one louder and more needy, loosed from his throat, and he nudged her flank gently, as if asking please. Though he couldn't push Charon completely from his mind, especally lathered as Althaia was in his scent, the effects of hormones were effectivley pushing most of those thoughts, and all others, away.