Herbalists' Cache caribou crash

blackfell’s breath rushes hot and wild, a savage grin splitting his muzzle. he feels suliya twist beneath him—muscle taut, furious. her defiance ignites a fire in his veins, urging him to fight harder. better.
he snarls as she kicks upward, claws scraping harshly against his chest, seeking purchase. teeth flash, dangerously close to his face, promising pain. blackfell twists sharply, countering her move. her fangs find his shoulder, puncturing skin. a sharp hiss escapes him, pain mingled with exhilaration.
blood wells hot beneath her teeth.
he leans into the pain, driving his weight against her, seeking dominance. a rough, approving growl rumbles in his chest, voice edged with raw excitement.
teeth snap, aiming again for her scruff. wanting to hold, to pin, to force submission—but the woman is fierce, stubborn, and blackfell wouldn’t have it any other way.