Teach me how to love

Gods, she loved this man. Seeing the wicked grin that spread across his features, the absolute thrill he seemed to get at the idea of taking what he wanted by force, it made her all the more excited to be doing this with him. She had heard stories of having to force their would be mates to attack their partners to get through the ceremony, making it difficult on both parties to complete, but not with Alastor. He met her challenge with a fervor that flared her own bloodthirsty desires to life. He made her feel alive like nothing else and that was exactly why he deserved this honor from her. Now he just had to take it and she had no doubt that he would. If there was one thing she knew about Alastor it was that he was nothing if not tenacious and vicious. A challenge like this fit him perfectly.

She braced herself as he came charging toward her full speed like a battering ram of onyx and ruby wolf, lunging toward her with reaching paws and open, snarling jaws. Her lips pulled back in a snarl, a growl sounding in her chest as she leapt up to meet him head on, catching the upper portion of his right foreleg between her jaws, right above his elbow. she felt his other foreleg hook across her shoulders and his teeth sink into her scruff, the sting of pain making her growl louder and a small shiver race down her spine. The taste of blood hit her tongue, the scent of blood mixing with his own natural, intoxicating scent, as she threw her weight into the bite, redirecting his momentum to send his right shoulder slamming down into the sand, attempting to knock him free of her scruff while one of her paws pressed hard into his chest to shove him down, her claws slicing into his skin.

As soon as she was free of his grasp again she released his foreleg and removed her paw from his chest, hopping back out of his reach. She shot Alastor a wide, twisted grin that was now stained with his blood, chuckling while excitement and desire danced in her aqua gaze. "Gonna have to try harder than that," she commented with a laugh, already preparing for his next attempt.

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