Two Eyes Cenote [cp] [m] hunger of the pine,

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He reached for the warmth beneath his beloved’s pelt with passionate caresses and a flex of muscles that repelled the madness of starving this, only eagerness to shed away the last barrier between him and her until they burned together like gods in the stars. To fix Toula exact in his universe, bringing her first to the feral edge where there was no such thing as form.

He tore his kiss from her neck and down to where her waist curved, hesitating there where he longed to give the relief of his mouth and feel the sweet pressure of her against him.

“You are worth waiting for,” his ragged breath caught as he lifted his face to look upon her, “I want an eternity with you, Toula. I always have.” Yet in the moment, with her in his arms, his only want was to bring her to the heights he knew she sought, what would pleasure them most.

“We’ll behave,” his reluctant promise groaned as rose to grin playfully at his betrothed. With a vibrant curl of his shadowed tail he coaxed her to follow him deeper into the silent halls to his chamber. “I have something to show you.”