Bearclaw Valley [m] everything i wanted

the gravel of his voice only served to stir that inferno within. it did not startle, as she could never fear him. not even in moments like these where his temper runs hot. that protective instinct of his that she loves rearing its ugly head. in a different time, she might have chided him for the behavior, the tone. but right now? she cannot. not when it makes her ache for him more. she's quick to rise to her feet, to glide her side against his. making sure that selfishly, her scent was heavy upon him.

a sign that for whenever he leaves for his work, that everyone knows he is claimed. that their bond secured and sacred to her heart. with a smile that burns so bright for him alone, Winnie devours his touch with a need unfamiliar. instinct drives her, as does her devoted love. she wishes to engulf them both in it. 

"would you fight for me?" her voice leaves her in a gentle and bated breath. adding kindling to his fire so she might be burned by it. her mind feels like mush, and as a woman who takes no pleasure in violence, something indescribable overtakes her at the thought of him fending off suitors. not that she would take any man other than her husband, as she is nothing if not loyal...

but gods above, why does the thought arouse her so?

it's maddening. a fire that threatens to dismantle her, but she does not allow it. not yet. Winnie's tail curls teasingly beneath his chin as she circles him. cocooning herself around him in a heady vice. all shyness prior to her heat gone, now replaced by a surmounting need. "i am all yours, Cole."

a promise she'd prove time and time again. there wasn't a man that she could ever yearn for, the way she does with Cole. 

"you are," she coos. "but i wish you were closer." almost a teasing smile, accompanied with another brush against his muscle, before she's retreating with a sway of her tail.