its a bitter world and id rather dream

Roan couldn’t help his lustful grin as the she wolf made little protest to his position, the mood between them shifting easily between extreme emotions. Slowly the silver marked titan was becoming more experienced and he learned her lovely body without hesitation. The trust between them seemed unbreakable. Roan chuckled deep in his chest, ”Your lecherous brute.” He corrected her as she pressed herself against him.

Her words tickled his ear with a whisper as she reminded him how easily they could be interrupted. He rumbled deeply, the corners of his lips pulling back to reveal his brilliant teeth in an eager grin. ”You’re right, I should take you now.” He was careful with her, but he put force into his movements as he rolled the dainty woman onto her back and forced himself between her legs. The whole way Roan was prepared to stop his rough actions, but Iolaire seemed to want it as much as he did.

Excitement raced through his body as he touched the dainty woman, his heart beat heavily against his chest. Adoration, love, and lust lingered in his vibrant emerald eyes as he took her in. Hardly believing that she was all his, every delicious inch of her. Roan slowed himself and his eager actions and took the time to appreciate the view beneath him. With all the sweetness of the love he had for her the dark brute leaned down to kiss her softly, a stark contrast to the heavy hand he used moments earlier. When he came back he would make her his wife, he’d make her his own just as he was in those blissful moments.

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