My Gratitude

A warm smile pulled at her lips when Chimera told her that Ruse got her perfect nature from her mother, chuckling as she glanced away shyly. "She gets her courage and tenacity from you though," she insisted, her claws gently combing through the fur on his chest again. There were so many things about herself that she had accepted as fact simply because she didn't know any better and had only ever lived with one truth for the entirety of her life. Siren had begun chipping away at her walls, winning her love and trust, and eventually Chimera began to do the same. It was a long, hard road for them to find a middle ground between them, but now that they had she felt like they had created something wonderful and it only brought them together more.

She began to prepare herself to pull away and start making her way back to her own room to return to Siren and and their children, but Chimera surprised her by lowering his head to bring his muzzle to hers again, catching her lips in another kiss. She gave a small sound of surprise before her eyes flickered closed and she sank into the affection he offered, her heart skipping and thudding against her chest when his tongue flicked across hers. It already felt like too much to ask for to have had this night of pleasure to remember and a new title to carry back with her, but to know that Chimera didn't just want her once, that she was desired so much that he would want her again before they had even fully recovered from the first... It was a thrilling feeling she wasn't used to.

The growl in his voice made small shivers dance across her skin, his words making her heart skip another beat and her face flush. She agreed it probably was a good thing it was too soon for her to have children again if this was leading where it seemed to be, but it was hard to find the words when it felt like she was entranced by his two-toned eyes and the way he held her, everywhere they touched rekindling the spark that had only temporarily been doused. He wound up that spring of desire and need in her core so easily and by the time he was nibbling her cheek and asking for her to stay the night, to leave Ruse to Siren for the evening, so that she could stay and let him love her until morning she already felt that tenseness in her core that was begging for more of the release and pleasure he had already given her.

"You don't have to ask," she replied with a slight breathlessness and a little grin pulling at her lips, tipping her head to nibble gently along his chin and jaw. "I'll stay for as long as you want, my King... I'm yours," she told him, echoing what she had promised the night she came to him drunk on wine and very deeply in heat. There was nothing to sway her decision this time though, nothing to make him question her sincerity. She placed her trust entirely in his paws, fully relaxed into him and allowing him to do with her as he wished, delving into this heated passion and desire that was so unlike anything else she had ever experienced. This feeling of being needed, of knowing that he wanted her here purely of his own desires, was a heady feeling that she clung to as tightly as she clung to him.

"Dalila Vista Rocha"