Burn Me To The Core

The pair of lovers moved in tandem, two parts of a whole, each knowing the other inside and out. Their panting, moans and sighs filled the air like music. Claws raked through the fur of his chest and Chimera's own claws gripped Aliana's hips. The woman rode expertly, as though she'd been doing this all her life. With her thrusts and his pulls, the two were joined deeply, completely. Just as they were meant to be. Just as they would always, always be. With each push, another piece of tinder was added to the forest fire that raged within the man. He was close and every breath, every hitching cry that poured from his queen's lips brought him closer and closer still. Aliana was perfection, as always. Every breath, ever smoldering glance, every slight tilt of head as she pressed her chest outward, it was all tailored for his pleasure and he knew it.

It was obvious that Aliana was enjoying the power that she was given. So often he was the giver that, even though they were joined together as they had been so many times, it seemed new and exciting. The sensations seemed different somehow. It was terribly arousing for both of them and the clouded fae's lilting moans were evidence of that. And then she slammed her body down hard against his, drawing a deep groan from the giant man, dual-toned eyes rolling back for a moment as he pressed the back of his crown into the sandy beach. Claws pulled at the bisected fur of his chest and the woman above him whined. His name was on her lips and Chimera looked at her once more, the coil within him a hair trigger. She had something to say and gods, was it worth hearing.

Aliana pleaded with him, begged him with whines and moans to fill her with pups, to make her a mother once again. White hot pleasure lanced through the Fenmyrian King as his woman played into his fetish and he grabbed her hips, pulling her body down to roughly connect with his own. There was a snarl ripping from his throat and his lips were peeled back to flash rows of teeth as their mutual pleasure consumed him. "Fuck..." he snarled through gritted teeth as he did his best to fulfill the woman's request. Nothing would please him more than to see Aliana round with his children once more. The pair thrashed, riding out their pleasure in the undulating waves of the ocean. Though he hadn't done much work at all, the culmination of their lovemaking left Chimera feeling tired and drained. His vision still pulsing with flares of white light, the man lay his head back in the damp sand, chest rising and falling, as he fought to regain his breath. Lids at half-mast, he watched the beautiful spectacle that was still seated atop him.

"Chimera & Aliana"