Shadewood This cold might literally freeze my balls off

The grinned, kissing him again before settling properly, burying her face into his fur. So warm. She would purr if she had the ability. He made her feel hot, made her clench and ache for him. But she knew too, what he meant. She wanted to to be perfect.
Could she get pregnant? There was always the chance, it seemed. 

"Fine." She murmured into his fur, resting against him. She was happy with him. Hoped she always would be. She was his and this was what she wanted. Craved. 
Love.