Lost little lamb

His growl sent her head spinning, she tugged at his fur. Her noises grew again in volume until he silenced her with a kiss and she moaned into his muzzle. She sighed as she steadied her breathing and closed her eyes as he fell next to her.
"I love... you too." She responded breathlessly, her skin still tingling especially under his absent touch against her cheek. She coiled into his embrace, her dainty paws wrapped around one of his massive arms, and she squeezed it as hard as she could with both her arms. She was still throbbing but far more satisfied and pleased than their first time. She would sip her cooled tea in the morning. It would be just as potent then.