Got The Feeling I've Been Talking to A Dead, Dead Line

It was likely this was yet another test sent to her from the gods above, but Eyrún was suddenly enraptured by his company. Perhaps if she was a wolf of stronger will she might be able to resist the temptation, but the truth was that she was a mere mortal, subject to the desires of the body as much as any other wolf. Perhaps someday she might be strong enough to resist such a moment but today she was not. She'd been tested enough and she couldn't shake her desires for this man, even if he might be a stranger. She breathed him in deeply as he led her somewhere more secluded, if not for warmth then for some privacy. Not that anyone else had a chance of being nearby but getting out of the storm brewing around them was definitely ideal. She wouldn't hesitate to lose herself to him, for a rare moment forgetting all the thoughts that plagued her mind and giving in to pleasure.

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