Firefly Glen sorry for staring, but

works for me, yee! you’re free to pp how yama lands on him or hits him, if she does, in your next post.

No sooner did her teeth greet his flesh and her jaws were empty again, the lingering taste of blood on her tongue the only thing to confirm what happened. When he stumbled, she was sure that would be the end of it—but he tried again to grab her, teeth tearing at her haunches. The burning sensation of teeth against her own flesh had the girl turning on a dime and then launching herself towards him once more; with forelimbs outstretched and mouth agape, she was on a course to barrel or bite into him, whichever came first, should he remain within her path.