Duskfire Glacier [m] seremoni

so silent! so somber; her teeth flashed once and then her lips were at his shoulder, no threat below them; she surged in his arms but her interest grew until softly in amusement she let his embrace tighten around her and at last lay back with crimson fur tousled and emerald eyes aglow.
their hearts raced with the impetus of their conflict; mireille looked up into the sculpted face above her own, and felt the answering pull low in her loins; an arched brow and she was pulling from under him, turning, hips lifted into his own with slow deliberation as the glacier seemed to pulse and spin beneath she and the saltwolf.