My Gratitude

Dalila reacted to him as she never had before and it stoked the fires in the man. He worked hard to make sure that she attained the heights of pleasure, his attention all for her until he could hold back no longer. Together they were music, they were the ease of crashing waves. Together, they were everything that a couple of lovers were supposed to be and in the end, they were both left momentarily satisfied and panting.

The pair curled up with one another, Chimera holding his lover close. He lazily groomed whatever bits of the fae that he could reach. His heart still hammered in his chest, but it was gradually beginning to slow, as was the woman's heavy breathing. He wondered if she would be ready and willing for round two. He'd given her this first round laying on her back in the sand, but he really wanted to have her pinned beneath him with his arms around her waist, claiming her in body as he had claimed her in title. A low rumble pulled from the brutes chest at the thought and he swept his tongue over the shell of one dark ear.

The woman's words pulled him from spicy thoughts and he looked down at her, a smile pulling at his maw. "Ruse is perfect," he replied, bringing one big paw up to lightly caress the fae's cheek. "She gets that from her mother," Though she hadn't started out perfect, in that very moment, Chimera wouldn't have changed a thing about the woman beside him. Dalila had opened to him. She had blossomed. He was thankful for it and wouldn't take the gift for granted.

Lowering his head, Chimera claimed the woman's lips, his tongue flicking over her own for but a moment before he growled huskily against her lips. "It's a good thing that it's too soon for you to have more, or we'd surely achieve that if you decide to stay the night." There was hope in his mismatched eyes and already Chimera was ready to have her again. The brute nibbled up her cheek and whispered, "Stay with me, Dalila. Siren will watch Ruse. Stay with me and let me love you til morning." What an offer.

"Speech"