Blacktail Deer Plateau you tell me whats next

 

Any thoughts she'd had faded into the abyss when he pulled her close - she knew what was coming, what she'd asked him for. What she had demanded of him. And yet there she was, a blushing bride with all of her emotions making her shiver like a child. She wasn't that young, she wasn't that old - she was completely fresh though and inexperienced in all the ways of the world. She let out a ragged breath when she felt his body connect with her own and shivered in his touch, but still she arched and moved against him in a way that was utterly natural and primitive. 

She didn't need to know the steps of the dance for her body to learn it's cadence, and Catori Corten had always found herself a quick study. 

His pace was more gentle and tender than it might have been had her heat claimed her. She could appreciate that - knowing that this was a choice between them both and not a demand of bodies and whims. She gave a low cry as she felt her stomach shift and coil, those were unexpected and she wasn't sure what it might end up being but she wouldn't shy away. She arched against him, head tipping for a bit as much as she could as she dug her nails into the earth to give herself more purchase. 

Wildly, there was some part of her purely woman and she felt the hints of a power that few could understand. If she hadn't known before, Catori tasted that power, and she knew why men warred over women.