Redtail Rise But She’s Always a Woman to Me.

Lilia had been trained to spar, guard and fight. In these areas, the notion of keeping her throat protected at all costs had been drilled into her like a routine. Soft and vulnerable, both windpipe and artery were essential and yet so exposed. 

And yet when Ancelin nibbled along the edge of her ear and down the side of her jaw, she surrendered fully to the sensation and tilted her head back, uttering a soft moan that surprised her, and made her blush. There was something wickedly stimulating about the way he’d feathered his teeth along the side of her throat, and the way it felt to allow him to do that. 

”Anthuh,” She whispered hoarsely, leaning into him. She knew the feeling of want, but had no idea what it was she wanted. The fur along the nape of her neck flew up, leaving a ridge of bristled fur all the way down her back. ”I want…” She said, simultaneously ravenous and frustrated by not knowing.