The Worst Is Over

A sense of dejavu struck as he lay on his back and Reila's lithe frame settled upon his underside. They'd been here before. Perched atop his rib cage, the woman's paw found his cheek, leading him into a sweet kiss. He didn't deny her this kiss, instead leaning into it, his tongue sliding into her maw to caress her own. It was over all too quickly but Chimera was in no hurry. He settled back on the grass, eyes closing once more as Reila began her skilled massage once again.

The woman lifted herself so that she didn't slide her lower bits across his, much to Chimera's chagrin. It would come in time, however. This, he knew. Reila was being such a little tease. A right minx. If she wasn't confident in what she wanted, she wouldn't be acting in such a manner, he assumed. As she settled down between his legs, her paws roamed on either side of his groin. His arousal was beginning to show, but he wasn't all there yet. The massage had made his skin tingle with sensitivity and soon he would return the favor.

Reila's sultry gaze looked up the length of his body and she questioned him. "Never," was his response. Chimera was fairly insatiable. Before he let his lust get the better of him and lead his actions, he had to know. "What did you learn while we were apart?" The brute's pink gaze remained upon the fae's face as she lay framed by his spread thighs. "What do you want, Reila?" He was asking her to be blunt with him. Whatever she wanted, he would deliver.

"Chimera Klein"