The past keeps coming back to haunt me

Eska was not a virgin. She had lain with men during her travels but none of that had compared to this. Between herself and Ulric there had been an emotional connection first. Having that as the roadway heightened their physical connection tenfold. Everywhere he touched her burned like fire and she met that fire with the cool embrace of ice. Together they tempered one another, neither erupting into flames or freezing solid and yet somehow their love was tumultuous and heady.

As Ulric touched her, she touched him right back. The earthen brute worked his way down her body, drawing little gasps and growls from her. All the while her paws touched his neck, head, ears. Only when he pulled away too far did she pull them back to her chest. By then her breathing had become staggered as he brought her to new heights of pleasure. She wasn't a virgin, but she wasn't that experienced. No one had ever tasted her quite like that and gods... she hadn't known what she'd been missing!

Only when she was left panting and wanting did he shift his thick frame above hers once more. Golden eyes met silver as he pulled her body against his. Their bodies melded and Eska released a shuttering gasp, sulfur pools drifting slowly closed to savor the moment. She was an active participant. The brindled woman didn't just lay there and take it. She moved, she writhed, she rolled those hips. They worked together and in the end they both reached bliss thanks to the culmination of their efforts.

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Later, as the pair lay there together, Eska's eyes remained closed. Ulric's paw trailed up and down her side and the feeling both tickled and brought her flesh to life. She loved the feeling and could have stayed there until sleep claimed her. Her lover's voice spoke softly beside her ear and Eska's eyes opened again. Pulling her head back slightly, she met his gaze with her own, one brow quirked in question. His question was a little shocking, but she responded with a nod. "I would love nothing more." Raising one paw, the black and silver woman cupped the man's cheek. "I look forward to building a life with you, Ulric." She wanted them to build a life together. To build a home together. To eventually have a family and for his existing family to look upon her as part of their own. They would have to tell his children, but she wasn't terribly worried about it. If they didn't like her now, perhaps they would eventually. Raising her muzzle, Eska claimed Ulric's mouth once more. They would be able to do this every single night and day from now on if they wished it. They belonged to one another.

"Eska Datura Timber"