Mile High Club

The sound of Briar's breathy declaration of her love being cut short when their bodies joined together sent an absolute thrill of delight up Artorias' spine. He loved the reactions he could pull from her. Each heavy breath, each sigh and gasp, those groans whenever her body would tremble, and the way her eyelids fluttered... Gods, did he love her with everything he was! And he proved it by giving her everything that he had. Artorias worked Briar over in all the ways he knew she loved. Large paws roamed the curves of her body, savoring every single inch of her he could touch. She'd grown into such a beautiful, remarkable young fae and the blue-furred brute considered himself the luckiest wolf alive to be able to call her his. They'd known each other since they were pups, watched one another grow up, stood together against every hardship life threw at them, and now bathed in afternoon sunlight atop the tower of their castle home, Artorias knew they were always meant to be together.

Another blissful groan from Briar brought Artorias' focus back to her, watching turquoise eyes disappear behind tawny lids. He grinned widely, a sense of smug self-satisfaction swelling at being able to make her make those sounds. She was addictive to him, and as their bodies moved in unison, hips meeting hips in steady rhythm, Artorias basked in the love, lust, and pleasure she brought to him. He saw her bite her lip to stifle her sounds, making the dire brute chuckle between heavy breaths. As fun as it would have been to try and make Briar lose control, he knew why she was trying to hold back. Unfortunately for her, Artorias was feeling devious, and he wanted to see if he could push her past her limits.

Maintaining their movements, Artorias groaned and growled his lust to his lover, claws gripping at her slender sides. He once again caught her ear between his teeth, carefully teasing the delicate appendage until he released it and rolled his tongue in a slow lick just behind her ear. With his larger size, Artorias was able to lean himself completely across Briar, surrounding her with his body while he had his way with her. Hind claws scratched at the stone floor trying to keep his stability, his forelegs moving up her sides to loop around her shoulders, grabbing Briar from the front to fully wrap her up in his embrace. He held her tightly to him, lips pulling back from sharp fangs in a lustful snarl. His snout moved down from her ear to bury in her scruff, drinking in her sweet scent and intoxicating his senses with all of her. Amber eyes rolled back in his head, and then Artorias kicked their coupling up a notch when he parted his jaws and grabbed Briar's scruff carefully between strong jaws. He held her tightly, possessively, not letting her go or move other than the rocking of their bodies while they both stared out over the lands they would rule together as king and queen. He huffed and groaned and growled from around her scruff, loving on her as thoroughly as he could as the pleasure between them built.

"Artorias Carpathius"