Something New

Kavik could feel the urgent hunger and lustful heat growing between him and Manea as their making out grew hotter and more intense the longer it went on, reveling in the power struggle between the two dire wolves as Manea resisted his further advances—at least at first. A low growl rumbled in his throat, and then the violet fae yielded to him, allowing her body to be rolled over at his insistence. Kavik found himself settling Manea on the flat of her back, her fluffy belly exposed in a submissive stance to him while they continued to kiss, his broader, thickly muscled body taking its place above her lithe, voluptuous form. Kavik felt a swell of triumph start to cause other parts of himself to respond in turn to successfully dominating his lover for the evening as though he had completed a grand conquest. But that triumph was short-lived, for as soon as he was over top of her, the white brute felt strong purple legs wrap around his waist and large paws press to his broad chest. Then his world flipped.

There was a moment where he felt his body being tugged and tumbling, and when everything had settled, Kavik found himself on his back on the soft grasses now with Manea on top of him, straddling his waist with hind legs hooked around his his hips and strong forelegs pinning him to the ground by his chest. Their kiss broken, Kavik could pant lightly for air, left breathless by their making out and Manea's sexy move. He gazed up at her grinning face, enjoying the way she looked breathless and turned on just from kissing alone. Kavik grinned back, his breathing interrupted with a sharp gasp when he felt the lean fae settle back into his lap with her rump rubbing up against his male parts. The way Manea flashed her deadly teeth down to him in a grin and the daring look in her lecherous gaze made a spike of lust lance through his core. Kavik had never wanted another woman as much as he wanted Manea in that moment. Manea teased him with her words and velvety lyrics, her dangerous claws dancing over his skin while her silken tail began to sway and dance between his thighs and over his most sensitive parts. Kavik's reactions were immediate—a sharp intake of breath, a shuddering gasp, and a shiver that ended in his hips. Their game had changed and elevated to the next level. Now it was time to play.

Kavik shot a look back up at Manea, a lecherous fire smoldering in his cool eyes while pearly fangs were flashed back to her in a predatory grin. Massive alabaster paws came up to grab Manea by her slender sides, toes flexing to prick his own claws into her tender flesh in turn. Then he slid his paws down, moving agonizingly slowly to drag his claws in light scratches all the way along Manea's svelte body and over supple curves until they came to rest on her hips, grabbing at her powerful thighs as he gave a firm push down while rolling his hips up, grinding their anatomy together in a firm yet languid movement. The spike of pleasure made Kavik bite his lip to stifle a groan, ravenous eyes fixed on Manea's to enjoy her every reaction he was able to coax out of her. "Who said I can't still do things you when you're in my lap...?" he teased her back, hips rolling into hers again to emphasize a point while he ground their bodies together with a heavy breath. "But if you want me to dominate you completely... I can play like that too…"

The next time Kavik rolled his hips against Manea's, the dire brute waited for the fae atop of him to give some sort of reaction, and when she was distracted, one of his paws shot up to grab Manea by the throat, squeezing just enough to get a firm grasp around her and perhaps make it a bit harder to breathe before using her surprise to rock his body forward, sending her tumbling backward while he was still wrapped up in her legs so he would land on top of her when she hit the grass on her back. Kavik wore a victorious grin on his face as he held himself above Manea now, his hips still pressed to hers and his paw still around her throat, squeezing with just enough pressure to choke her a bit. "How's that for doing more, sexy...?" He chuckled, a low rumbling laugh while he leaned in closer to flick his tongue against her chin.

"Kävik av Fjellen"