Can You See What It Could Be?

"Shall we christen our island then, my lady?" It was a simple question, but one that made Aliana's core tense with the gnawing need for this magnificent beast of a wolf. His grin, that delightful and terrifying show of those razors that had drawn her blood on more than one occasion, left a burning heat between her thighs. Ali wanted Chimera, wanted all of him in this moment. She knew she would have him as he had her, already anxious to feel the bulk of his weight over top of her, pinning her to the soft leaf litter beneath them as he took his pleasure from her body and brought her to her own peaks in turn. It was a strange thing to think back on their relationship, how Chimera who had bought her to unleash his aggressions on, had shown Ali her own lustful proclivities towards the rougher flavors of sex. Maybe it was because that was all she knew between him and the slavers. Maybe she just genuinely enjoyed getting fucked silly. Who knew?

"Yes please," she said while Chimera pushed his muscular body into hers, voice heated and breathy as her heart raced in her chest. Our island. Those words echoed in her ears all the while Chimera was pushing her back, catching her slender and light body in massive paws to lower her to the carpet of leaves. Bright, excited aquamarine eyes gazed up adoringly at the handsome monochrome face of the brute who had claimed her for all eternity. Yes, she was addicted to him. Her life had become Chimera-centric; he was her beginning and end, her start and her finish. She would have done anything for him, a whore for his desires and a slut for his lusts. She may have been freed, but even in freedom, all she wanted was Chimera's happiness and love. Perhaps that was why she never denied him, never rejected his actions or advances. The bondage of slavery had never been what tethered her to Chimera—it was that unbreakable dependance she held for him. She could not exist without him, nor did she want to try.

Lying prone on her back beneath her king, Ali's breathing hitched into a shallow panting, watching him with smoldering eyes and eager grin. Would he climb over her and pin her to the ground with his weight? Would he flip her to her stomach and mount her as he favored doing? Would he try something new entirely with her? If she was lucky, maybe she'd get to enjoy sex with Chimera in multiple and various flavors today. The possibilities nearly made her squirm, but what did actually make her squirm was when Chimera's soft lips, warm tongue, and sharp teeth began a deliciously slow trail down her body from her jaw. Aliana gasped and purred as she reveled in his unusually loving affections, head tipped back to expose throat to his mouth as he moved down, back arching to meet his muzzle as he went further and further south. Her heart was beating so fast; was he doing what she thought he was doing?

Hind legs spread like butter for her king, allowing him to manipulate her body as he desired. She peered down her svelte form to watch him work on her, trailing those kisses and nips up her thighs, heading right for where the heat in her body was collecting. Her breath caught, then released in a sharp gasp from that first touch of lips and tongue to intimate flesh. Aqua eyes rolled back behind fluttering lids, breathy moans breaking her panting. Dainty paws moved down to grasp at his head on reflex, using delicate paw pads and nimble digits to play with his ears and rub his scalp while he brought her to pleasures the likes of which she'd never felt before.

Somewhere in amidst the roiling sea of pleasure and passion Chimera was drowning her in, Aliana moaned his name, the first time she'd ever done so for him in the throes of lust and passion. It would not be the last.

- fade because I'll get yelled at otherwise -

"Aliana"