Fill a need

This man... he wanted to fuck. Bowen watched as he came around the edge of the rock and allowed his eyes to roam over her slender body as she lay sprawled on her belly in the sand. The young woman met his gaze boldly, watching as he sprawled down in the sand as well. He was close, but not so close that they could touch without reaching. Caramel ears shifted, catching his words as he praised her appearance. She was used to this. Bowen had unique coloring and markings and was often called pretty or lovely or gorgeous. Words didn't phase her and after what seemed like a lifetime of being used and called these things simultaneously, she wasn't sure that she believed them.

The russet and black brute spoke again and Bowen gave her head a shake in the negative. "If I minded, I wouldn't have spoken to you." That was a logical enough assessment. She supposed he was just saying that due to some sense of obligation or decorum. That was the last thing on her mind right now. He wanted to fuck. If he didn't, he wouldn't be so close.

Nightly, Bowen released her own sexual tension, but it was never enough. She was always left wanting, no matter how many times she brought herself to pleasure. There was nothing that she could do that could feel as good as having a brute cover her. Heat pooled low in Bo's belly at the thought of it and her pristine white teeth found her pink lower lip for a moment. On the ship, she had taken what she wanted. She wasn't used to being shy. This was the world though. She wasn't just the slave girl anymore. She was a member of The Hallows. There was a certain sense of decorum that she was supposed to uphold, right? Oh, but Bowen's insides throbbed gently. Her body was begging her to forget her obligations just this once.

"We can skip the pleasantries," she said, finally deciding. The snow and russet fae rose from her resting place in the sand, giving her slightly damp coat a light shake before fixing the man with her verdant gaze once more. "Whoever you are, why don't you give me what we both want?" The lust swirling in Bowen's eyes gave them a slightly glazed look as she gave a pull of her head, motioning for him to stand.

"Bowen"