Preying on you tonight

The sight that greeted Artorias when he turned away from the bedroom doors would have sparked a fire within any red-blooded brute. Briar was laid out on their spacious bed looking like something out of an adolescent male’s fantasies. Her beautiful tawny brown and turquoise fur was brushed to a silky smooth sheen, her lustrous coat flowing like water with her tail cascading like a waterfall of silken fur off the edge. She fixed him with an inviting grin, the sultry look in her gorgeous turquoise eyes promising him an evening of exquisite carnal delights. The cherry on top, Briar’s brilliant golden crown rested atop her head, shimmering in the warm glow of the firelight from their fireplace that offered the only illumination in their chambers. Briar looked extraordinary, like a goddess who had taken flesh to walk the mortal plane.

Artorias’ heart skipped beat after beat, pounding and racing with excitement in his chest as he drank in the sight of her, a slow and lecherous grin spreading across his muzzle. Briar coaxed him to bed with her salacious words, her voice sending wanton shivers running down the Aegis’ back that settled between his legs. A deep inhale through his nose drew in the intoxicating scent of her heat; the entire room was filled with the heady, pheromone-laden perfume. It was delicious and enticing and oh so wholly Briar—like an amplification of her natural smell designed specifically to arouse him. Artorias crossed the bedroom without a word, seemingly hypnotized by his mate while he prowled closer, massive paws padding softly on the stone floor. His gold-flecked amber eyes shone with a primal hunger, reflecting the instincts that drove him. He knew what Briar wanted. They had talked about starting a family shortly after their wedding. Now it was time for them to get started on the next step of their lives together.

Once the massive brute reached the edge of the bed, Artorias paused long enough to let his wanton gaze roam down the length of Briar’s body once more, doing nothing to hide the way his appreciative gaze ate her up. He had no way of knowing what Briar had in store for him tonight, but he was enjoying this more dominant and commanding side of her. “It would be my pleasure, Your Grace,” he replied in low, purring lyrics, his baritone voice seeming to turn huskier with his amorous state. Azure paws hooked the edge of the mattress and hoisted himself up to join her. “And where would you like me to lie, my Queen? Beside you here, or further up the bed?” Art gave Briar a playful grin, his eyes shining with a naughty curiosity. He was having fun playing up her title and letting her soak in the power that came along with it, and he was very eager to see what she had in mind for them this evening.

"Artorias Carpathius"