Stavanger Bay yagirhak ⤟ [m]

Aiolos follows his snow. He would follow her anywhere and do anything, if it meant her happiness. 

His footing is almost a sway, drunken off the scent trail she left for him and it mingled with Sakhmet's own. His desire for Kukutux had always been filled by love but his want for them now, both of them was one of lust. 

When he comes to them, Sakhmet kisses his chin and a rumble of sound comes from deep within him. His wet nose touches along her jawline and down to burrow in her nape as Kukutux just had. As he does so, his eyes watch Kukutux. Their bodies would do the talking this day and guide his movements in these delicate moments. He awaited their next move.

Kukutux had stated that she would bring the burnished woman with them. That she would tend to the desires of her co-wife. That Sakhmet had shown no interest in having another litter this season outside her first husband. It was a dangerous game and now Aiolos own body burned like fire, it was hard to resist having them both. Had Kukutux planned this all along!? 

And Aiolos, hopelessly devoted, fell right into such a trap!