Horizon Ridge when you’re raisin’ hell [m]

Thrust in....

He groaned as she said she loved him. His heart opened, she would be protected as much as he could. The feeling of her tightening around him caused a shiver to run down his spine. God she even rocked back against him, she encouraged him to go harder. He didn't yet, no he wanted to relish this, he wanted her to reach the peak before he did, he wanted this to be a memory that she never forgot.

harder.....

he readjusted himself and fully sank into her core. He groaned and while he would deny it later, the end of it turned into a whimper. "Phex...." oh he had meant to say something meaningful, her name had come out like a prayer but words failed him beyond that. He quickened his pace and just to surprise her, he grabbed her scruff with just enough roughness that she was pulled back against his chest. The action was possessive and he growled into her fur, thrusts reaching a quick and brutal rhythm. 

So close....

He closed his eyes and released her scruff, preening her neck fur with his fangs, sharp nips to her skin matching a few particularly rough thrusts. You ready?" he whispered his breath coming harsh against her fur, voice a gravelly deep mess. Unfortunately the answer was pointless because he was almost at his peak, he would release the beautiful seed that would lead to the first litter he would ever sire.