The Sunspire a poetic retelling of an unfortunate seduction

He could feel the tension in the air, the thick haze of pure desire made his mouth dry as he kept himself back. She had responded asking what the warning was, and he hesitated to tell her in gear that logic would take over them both. " There are little members in teaghlaigh's ranks too few to care for pups. If you become pregnant I have promised to work on recruiting members for our ranks. If...If our numbers don't increase by our children's birth Arturo holds the right to take them as his own...Or kill them" he explained his voice cracking from the thought of his children being killed.


Such serious news should be taken seriously, yet he drew near again rubbing against her and nipping down her spine, a seductive and needy growl Rumbling in his throat. This exquisite woman, this goddess was his. As he neared her tail he breathed in her scent and whimpered as his common sense slipped further away. He slid around behind her, his maw inches away from her core breath caressing the heated flesh.