My Gratitude

He wasn't sure if she would accept or deny his offer, but Dalila didn't leave him waiting for long. He could feel the anxiousness within her smaller frame, but he chalked it up to nervous excitement the moment that she agreed. Dalila kissed him first and Chimera released a low growl of pleasure. His own tongue flicked out as he pulled her gently into him, returning the kiss. He didn't want to rush her too quickly. They were somewhat new to this and after what he had done to her in the past, he was determined to be gentle with her. Though he liked to be forceful, the giant brute would take it slow.

As the kiss broke, Dalila breathily admitted that she trusted him. Two-toned ears pricked forward quickly at the words. It was a surprising admission, but one that he reciprocated. Raising one paw to cup the fae's cheek, he brought her blue gaze up to meet his pale pink eye so that she would see that his words held weight. "I trust you as well. I'm glad that we've grown and come to this," he uttered his own admission. Dalila was an integral part of his pack and of his family. It wasn't just because she had given birth to their daughter. It was because of who she was and of the responsibility that she took upon herself. It was because Dalila was Dalila. He wouldn't call it love, not just yet, but she was growing on him by the day.

Gently, Chimera shifted, his massive frame lifting as one foreleg snaked around the mottled fae. Carefully, he rolled her onto her back in the sand, his front half straddling her, but his back half still curled leisurely on the beach. His mouth found hers again and he kissed her deeply, tasting the flavor that was hers and hers alone. The brute groaned softly into her maw, audibly appreciating the taste of her. Meanwhile, one big paw trailed down her body, claws raking lightly through her mottled pelt. That paw shifted to drift down her stomach until it nestled between her thighs. He was careful to only use pads as he gently and expertly prepared her for what was to come.

The kisses continued, gently, lowly as he worked her into just the right state. Sometimes he would break the kiss and nibble along her jaw, her throat. When she began to tremble beneath his touch, Chimera stopped. With a lick to his paw, the behemoth moved his body over hers, half lidded eyes looking down to the woman. In many ways, this was their first time together. He wasn't in a rage and she wasn't insanely intoxicated or in heat. This time they were both in control. "Say yes," he growled softly into her ear, flicking his tongue lightly over it. He was ready, he need only hear the word. When she gave it, he sank home and did just as he promised. Chimera loved her long and slow. He was gentle, loving, caring. His senses were attuned to her pleasure, though in time he attained his own. It was everything that it should have been the very first time and he already wanted more.

-Fade-

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