Lion Head Mesa Isle of flame

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"My wife draws the envy of all," he crooned as his hand moved lower, stroking over Tadihor's neck with a paw that could easily crush her throat. One shift and he would have her pinned beneath his hips. He looked down at her thick tawny nape over reverent shoulders which quivered with arousal and sought to worship her Gods.

He pushed into her side then in a deep-throated laugh, so she might feel the strength of his virility, and crested dark lips to her crown. “Enjoy the bath, nebet nefer.”

The riverking emerged from the serpent in a cascade of water, leaving in his wake a sopping foot trail that headed for the mesa.