A Love Like War

Manea always adored the way Alastor looked at her, but the way his ebony gaze seemed to just devour her when she was pregnant was one of her favorite things. It was one of the unexpected pleasures she had discovered with him last year while she was carrying Avacyn and Saracyn and she would look forward to it every single year as long as they were blessed enough to continue having children. She stretched her slightly less lithe than normal body out on the soft furs for him to enjoy, grinning up at him while she just enjoyed the way he was looking at her for a few moments and letting her own gaze roam down his powerful form, eyeing every part of him with an equally hungry gaze. With all of the raw, frayed emotions smoothed over and brushed away, all she wanted was for her mate to make her feel loved and powerful and without a doubt she knew he could deliver that tenfold.

He only proved her point even more when he settled his body over hers, catching her lips in a firm kiss while his forelegs wrapped around her waist, only to have him immediately roll them over so that she was on top of him. She looked down at him with pleasant surprise as he broke their kiss and met her gaze with lust in his obsidian gaze. Now more than ever she was grateful for this brute that always surprised her with the little ways he showed how thoughtful he was. Growing up with men that thought little of their relationships and got into the mindset that they could do whatever they pleased since their Mendacium women relied on them so heavily, being with Alastor was a breath of fresh air and ignited an endless, fiery passion for this dark demon of a wolf. He knew what she needed without her having to ask and built her up in ways that she didn't even know she needed.

A grin pulled across her features as he told her to go for as long as she could and she was more than happy to follow those instructions while his paws groped at her hips and urged her onward. She shifted on top of him to straddle his body more comfortably and pressed another hard, passionate kiss to his lips, adding her own lustful growls and groans to their muffled sounds of pleasure while her hips began to work against his with slow, savoring motions, not wanting to wear herself out too quickly. Her eyes slipped closed while she made out with him, tasting him on her tongue with dominant growls and claws combing through the fur around his scruff and lightly dragging along his skin. She found pleasure of her own as she continued to tease him, making her moan quietly into his mouth while she continued the slow buildup atop of him.

After a while of this lecherous teasing she pulled away from his lips again, grinning and panting lightly as she shifted to sit up in his lap with her paws on his chest and she looked down at him with the dominant look of a predator that had laid eyes on their next meal. She lifted and shifted her hips until she could join them together, gasping at that familiar and wonderful feeling and filling their den with her delighted growls and groans. Her claws pricked at the skin on his chest and she gave him a sly grin, watching his expressions as her hips came to meet with his again. She continued her movements with steady, rolling, savoring motions of her hips, bringing them both the pleasure they so desperately needed. She couldn't get her body to behave as it normally would when she was with him like this, but she enjoyed it just as much all the same and it stroked her ego in a way she needed even more than the pleasure and release itself.

Manea was breathless as she slid a paw from his chest up to his throat with a wider grin, giving him a knowing look. "You liked when I did this, didn't you...?" she asked between her panting, giving a soft chuckle as the soft paw pads of her large, feline paw settled over his throat. She might have been enraged with him when she was choking him out before, but she was perceptive about what Alastor liked and she already knew how much her being dominant over him turned him on. She gave his throat a gentle squeeze, just enough for him to feel the pressure and just start to make it harder for him to breathe while she continued her steady movements. She wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to keep them up with her muscles already starting to ache and tire, but she was too driven by her own lust to stop now. She leaned down over him, nibbling along his jaw as she growled, "You're mine... No matter who else... you touch or who... touches you... You'll always be mine..."

"Manea Mendacium"