The past keeps coming back to haunt me

Ulric agreed to her demands and Eska shot him a little grin of her own. He was a good man, this she knew. If he wasn't, then they wouldn't be in this position right now. She never would have given him the time of day. Ulric loved his pack. He loves his family. He loved her. For Eska, that was enough. It was all that she needed to know that she could take the next step and devote herself to him without hesitation.

A big paw slid behind her back and pulled her body against his own. Eska raised up, allowing their chests and stomachs to press into one another. Both forelegs wrapped around Ulric's thick neck, claws pulling lightly through his earthen pelt before simply draping there. Gold and silver eyes met, locking upon one another. Ulric placed a gentle kiss upon her lips and spoke three words that she hadn't been expecting to hear.

The pair of wolves were still so new. Eska was learning new things about Ulric every day. Not all of them were good, but the good outweighed the bad. That was enough for her. She had promised to judge him on their time together, not on his past. Eska would hold true to that promise. He told her that he loved her and, rather than answer aloud, Eska kissed him again. Sulfur yes drifted closed and she poured herself into that kiss. All of her emotions, everything she felt for him, she transferred through their dancing tongues. Words were hard, but she hoped he knew. If he didn't...

Keeping her arms wrapped about his neck, Eska tipped backwards pulling Ulric along with her. With Eska on her back in the long grass, she stared up at the hulking brute, something lustful and dark rising to the surface of the woman's citrine pools. They'd been waiting so long and he'd been so patient with her. It was time to reward his patience. Time for them to both get what she knew they'd been thinking about since their very first picnic together. "Anything that you want of me," the brindled woman purred softly, "It's yours for the taking."

Eska Datura Timber