Dawnlark Plains 'salem's lot

He gripped her tightly, drawing his body completely over her darkly dappled back. His forelimbs slid back to grasp at her waist as he squared his hips against her. With his heart thrumming in his chest and a growl to spur him onward, Reek slipped the length of himself into her warm embrace. His mouth parted with a moan as he began to move within her -- first slow and sensual, but his rhythm soon began to gradually increase.

It was a primal dance: one of both lust and love. He was ensnared both by his attraction to this woman and his emotional connection to her -- he loved her unlike any other. Though he knew she could never be solely his, in this moment (and perhaps only in this moment), she was his alone.