Blackbeak Bluff and I looked back in regret; ignoring when they said run as fast as you can.

She didn't answer, but the whimper was answer enough. Still, for whatever inexperience she brought to the table, she made up for it with willingness. He felt suddenly quite warm as she turned, backing that ass up right into his personal space. Yeah, even if this was her first time, she knew the basics, at least. Goddamn.

You know what they say--play with fire and you get burned, Verx drawled, laughing. He took a step closer and then reared, belly resting on her back. He pulled her tight against him with his forelegs, still chuckling, though the sound had become breathy and almost manic.

Unless she did something to stop him, he worked her tail out of the way and slid inside (fucking wow, like an NFL linebacker trying on a size-small glove--this shit was exquisite). Consumed by the smell of her and the way she felt around him, he wasted no time in taking up a steady, inexorable rhythm, teeth set gently in the nape of her neck.