Little Goat Mountain transient

The girl learned, and she quickly complies with his wishes. Her tail was swept aside and Ithrik stared at her longingly until he could no longer hold himself from it. Rearing back on his hind limbs, the devil gripped her tightly with his forelegs and moved to grip her nape in his fangs. While not surprised, Ithrik is pleased that she had found a way to understand what he desired. His gnarled yellow teeth sought the flesh along her back, seeking to latch to the scruff of her, wanting that ground with which to hold her to his form. A guttural growl stirred from within his throat, echoing through the cave and falling back on them. Along his flesh, goosebumps formed, and the vile hound felt a need rise within him. Another growl and the devil snapped his teeth sharply on the nearest piece of her skin, running his tongue along her pelt hair in his mouth.