Those lips and your brown eyes
12-03-2015, 02:16 PM
When he felt the excitement radiating front her at his return and her nuzzles on his cheek it felt like all of the tension feel out of his shoulders. He didn't understand it. He couldn't comprehend this hold she had on him. He had been with too many women for him to keep count, had seen his father do what he wanted with even more than that, had even had a couple of women that he had revisited several times. Never had he met a woman that he felt the need to cling to so tightly and protect so fiercely. He'd been with her all of a day, but still, he had gone out of his way to make sure he returned to her. Something about her just made him gravitate toward her. A small part of him actually felt guilty for making her wait for him. He refused to entertain that thought right now though. He simply reminded himself that if she had wanted to she could have left. She could have covered her tracks and disappeared much like his brother had and he may have never found her again. Instead, here she was, right where he left her. "I'm glad to see you're safe," he rumbled softly as he breathed in her intoxicating scent. He noticed that there wasn't a single trace of another wolf's scent on her, only her beautifully sweet scent mixed with the scent of her heat. It was heady and intoxicating. He had always made a point of not mating with a woman if he found them in heat... but he wasn't entirely sure he could refrain this time. He forced himself to lay down beside her, still leaning his body into hers and taking care to shower her with as many affections as he could. He wanted to reward her for her diligence so badly. He nuzzled her neck and cheek, covering her face and ears with gentle licks. "I'm honestly a little surprised to see you still here, my queen," he commented between kisses, trying to speak what was going through his mind to keep himself from thinking about other things. "I was sure I would have lost you when I realized how long I had been searching." |