Stir the coals

As the Warlord grasped his Little Bird with his teeth on her neck she responded with a breathy moan, clinging to him as he rolled them over once again. A soft oof as she was pressed into the ground and moved with him as he sated their hunger and thirst within her. She was panting and nearly howling with her love for him.

She panted with him as he lay next to her. Quietly she giggled and batted at his head as he asked if she was filled yet while touching her belly.
"I hardly think so." She laughed. With a sigh, she rolled over on her tummy and crawled ever closer to him. Ignita buried her face into his fur and gathered more more more of his scent.

"Do you want me to stop taking the tea? Then why would I need these tests if you intend to make me heavy with your seed anyway?" She asked, laying her head on his arm and looking into his eyes.

"Ignita"