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Manea loved that Alastor met her possessiveness and passion in equal measure, their lips meeting in a heated kiss that sent shivers tingling along her spine. He completed her in ways she hadn't thought possible, challenged her in ways she loved. He didn't force her to temper her desires and lusts the way that she had seen so many others in her family do to meet the level of the wolves they settled down with. He did quite the opposite, making those desires roar into uncontrollable flames and not only entertaining the things she found enjoyable but encouraging them. She had never felt more herself than she did with her other half and the way he held the back of her head to keep her lips from leaving his told her all she needed to know about him feeling the same ways as she did.

The metallic taste of blood lingered on her tongue and mingled with the taste of him as their kiss deepened, creating a heady combination that was becoming a signature of their time together. Violent and bloody and lovely and passionate. Even has her lungs burned for air it still felt like their kiss broke too soon and her lust filled gaze easily found his once more as a grin pulled across her lips. She chuckled at his assumption - one that was very, very true as long as she had her way and she was certain that she would. Instead of answering, another low growl rumbled in her chest as she gave him a wicked grin, lunging forward and knocking him to the ground, pinning him under her on his back, giving him a sly grin in return. "Hmmmm I wonder what would have given you that idea..." she commented with a chuckle before she pressed her muzzle hard to his again, getting lost in him on the side of this mountain, surrounded by the dead bodies of their kills.

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Manea | Temno