When Can I See You Again

Aslatiel · 05-21-2021, 06:39 AM

Asla didn't need the sex. She would have been fine simply basking in his presence if that's what Indigo wanted, but he was so fucking irresistible to her. The huge purple man was like a drug. Whenever he was near, it was almost impossible for Asla to think about anything other than having him inside of her. When they were one, everything was right in the world. Nothing mattered but the two of them. Aslatiel and Indigo together... it was the zenith of her life. There was nothing better, nothing more pleasing, nothing higher on her spectrum of importance than achieving that state of oneness with Indigo. And who could blame her? He was massive and gorgeous and sweet, sincere, kind, loving, perfect in every way. She could go on... but you get the drift.

His insistence that he would form his band soon was both a blessing and a curse. He would be able to be closer to her, but there would be other wolves around him. No doubt many of them would be females, falling for his godly charms. She couldn't blame them since she was also here falling for his godly charms, but she would hate them for it. Selfish and hypocritical of her, sure. She didn't care. The other men that she slept with, she had done so with a purpose in mind. There was no one that could fill the hole that Indigo left within her soul, so she didn't try. Temporary reprieves from the monotony of life, a means to scratch an itch, but nothing more. No one could ever come close to being the king of her heart. No one would ever compare to Indigo. Asla didn't want to think about whether or not the same went for him, so she didn't.

If there was one thing that got Aslatiel hotter than anything else, it was when Indigo took charge. In her daily life, she was The Reaper. She held a position above every wolf in the pack, save her father. She was dominant and her word was law. With Indigo, it was nice not having to be so dominant all the time. She could let herself go with him and trusted in his actions. He could control her and she would bow down to him willingly. The only wolf in the world that she would obey without question.

When Indigo shifted them, lifting and rolling her as though she weighed nothing, Aslatiel allowed him to do so. The very first scratch of claws along her belly brought a groan from the woman and her amaranthine gaze instantly glazed with love and lust. She never stopped wanting him. Kisses, licks, nuzzles, she let him worship her as only he could and when he came in for a kiss, she gave him one, absorbing the taste of him on her tongue. It was over too soon and Asla gave a little frown, but it was wiped away as he began kissing his way downward. Oh. Oh now she saw what he was doing. Indigo was using her tricks against her and she wasn't complaining one bit.

The striped woman relaxed into the furs, reveling in every touch of lips, tongue, teeth, claws... The lower he moved, the hotter her body became until it felt as though she would erupt into flame then and there. She stretched, grey toes splaying, the feelings and sensations shifting her body into liquid. When his lips touched her inner thigh, Asla's breathing hitched. She looked down the length of her body, watching her brother as he toyed with her. There was a mischievous twinkle in his endless blue eyes and she never looked away. Even as he took the final leap and tasted her for the first time, she never looked away. Aslatiel's eyes grew heavily lidded and she gasped, but she never broke eye contact, even when she released his name on a shuddering moan. She was his. Forever his. And she gave herself to him completely.

"Asla" -- "Indy"

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