But what if?

Eska could see the war within Ulric's mind as he considered both his lust and his motherly, concerned nature. The brindled woman merely watched, a smile on her face. She knew what he would eventually choose and in time, he agreed. Ulric opened the door for her and gave her hip a gentle nip. Eska's tail curled up, sliding along the underside of the man's jaw. She looked at him over her shoulder, giving him a 'come hither' look before moving out of the room.

Up the stairs she went, allowing Ulric to hold open this door as well. Eska waited as he shut the door and was ready to meet his lips as he pulled her in for a kiss. The woman's tongue slid along her mate's and she once again groaned into his mouth. Eska couldn't get enough of him. Had she been your average woman, she would have already been pregnant. They certainly had sex often enough for it. However, Eska had been ingesting a contraceptive herb since she left home. Well... her old home. There was no chance. So, if Ulric ever wanted to produce more children, they would have to have a conversation about it.

With the kiss broken, Ulric ordered her to bed, prompting her to lay however she felt most comfortable. One silvered brow arched as Eska dramatically seemed to think about how she would be most comfortable. Really... she would be most comfortable with him inside her, but they had to get there first. Breaking away, the silver streaked fae rose onto the bed. Once there, she sprawled out onto her slender stomach. Eska looked over her shoulder again, one golden eye falling upon the earthen brute. Her thick tail lashed back and forth over her thighs. "I won't break," she promised. He would have to be gentle for the sake of the muscles in her neck, but as for everything else, he could be as rough or as gentle as he wished.

"Eska"