The Heartwood A Lover's Blight

He can't take it anymore. While he would have loved to remain there teasing her, he felt an strong urge to be close to her and touch her rather than be detached and away from her body. Athan stepped forward, experimenting with her reactions. His muzzle lingered by her mouth, pressing his mouth to hers before moving away. He then pressed his lips to her neck, feeling the warm pulse against his mouth. He licked there across her neck down to her chest, a sudden lust unrelated to the one in his loins surging through his body.