Moonspear [M] Dream on

"...Not a good wolf to fall for,"

Had she been clear of mind, she might have read into his statement more- and might have wondered if she had any reason to fear him. As it was, however, his words rushed past her as she was swept into his embrace. She sturdied her posture, surprised by how much the man weighed and how much she must brace herself throughout the endeavour. Once steady, she felt him adjust and she braced herself, holding her breath to keep the pain at bay until she was forced to gasp for air. 

A deep breath or two, and discomfort faded away, replaced by a completely new sensation that left her dumbstruck and for the most part, silent. Her breaths were quiet as she felt her body accept their union, and realized that this was not something to fear- it was natural, and it was wonderful.