Burn Me To The Core

It would have been funny for him to know that Ali thought of this as a game. She elicited sounds from him because he loved her. The clouded woman could have lain there like a sack of meat and Chimera would have been happy just because it was her. Aliana made him happy. She made things easy for him. Though sultry and mischievous, the woman calmed him; tempered him. As much as he could be tempered, anyway. So yes, any attention that she bestowed upon him would be appreciated and enjoyed.

The pair undulated in tandem on the sand, the warm waves of the ocean lapping at Chimera's hind legs and tail. Sinking his heels into the sand helped supply him with the leverage necessary to roll his hips upwards, bucking the woman atop him a bit as though she was riding a wild horse. Each time she was forced to slide her most intimate of parts along his own intimate parts, resulting in many pleasure filled growls of ecstasy. The man had no trouble showing the woman his pleasure through sound, though he showed her in other  ways as well. And if his sounds and actions weren't enough, he threw in a bit of dirty talk too. Aliana instantly reacted, a higher pitched moan pulling from her. He watched as her lashes fluttered and suddenly he wanted to sink his teeth into her possessively. She was his. Aliana belonged to him. As did the womb that would eventually be carrying more of his pups. He hadn't been joking about that.

Aliana teased him, but her words slightly rubbed him the wrong way. He said nothing about it as she was thoroughly enjoying herself, but the words sounded too much like a threat for his liking. As though she had a choice to leave, should she decide that she wasn't important enough. He'd like to see her try. Aliana then slid her paws over the most tender bits of him and Chimera thought he might have to relinquish her power and slam her down into the sand to take his own prize. That was when the woman's hips shifting, expertly lining up their bodies for a perfect union. They'd had more than enough practice to be good at such things by now, no matter the position. She teased him by holding herself just out of reach, her tail swishing back and forth between his powerful thighs. Chimera growled low at the woman, a warning that he knew she would understand. She was playing a dangerous game with him and if she didn't make a move soon, he would do it for her.

Aliana leaned forward, his clouded queen bringing her sweet maw close to him. Her whispered words sent his claws sinking into her hips, though hot hard enough to draw blood. A groan accompanied his claws and a moment later the woman moved again, impaling herself upon him, but taking her time to slowly encompass his great length within her. Again he growled, lips peeling back to flash rows of razor teeth. The brutes lids sank slowly down as he reveled in the sheer, scorching, torrid heat of his queen.

Soon the woman began to move over him, though their bodies didn't want to part. Chimera continued to hold on to Aliana's hips, assisting the swaying undulations as she moved upon him with practiced skill. The man kept his gaze upon the beautiful face of his mate, her expressions of pleasure bringing him pleasure in turn. He loved seeing her. Loved hearing her. With each pull and push of the woman's child bearing hips, the coil within him was wound tighter and tighter. She knew exactly what she was doing, but he would hold off until she could crash over the edge into oblivion with him.

"Chimera & Aliana"