So you're what all the fuss is about

The battle had ended, but even in the aftermath Ember's body was a tensed coil of kinetic energy ready to burst at the slightest touch. Her form quivered and thrummed with energy, yearning and desperate for the one who had tightened her coils to the point of exploding. Absinth teased her throat with a languid lick of her tongue over where her fangs pressed into her tender flesh, coaxing a breathy moan from the Carpathian princess, her thighs flexing on themselves and toes curling in anxious anticipation of more. As much as Ember wanted to win and beat Absinth, she couldn't deny that being bottom to the Inferos fae was a luscious position to be in and got the heat in her belly raging into an urgent inferno. Hot and wet blended in her arousal. There was a hungry ache in her belly for Absinth, a primal and ravenous need that refused to be ignored.

Thankfully, Absi would not leave her wanting or waiting. Powerful jaws released that erotic squeeze around her throat to where Ember could take a breath uninhibited, her exhale released in a quiet whine of need that seemed to just slip out of her. Begging for more, or begging for that delightful squeeze of jaws around her throat again? Em wasn't 100% sure. She was still pinned beneath the monochrome bitch, both faes so close that all Em could smell was the scent of Absinth and their combined arousals hot and heavy in her nose. Absinth purred a praise for her submission and Ember almost came undone then and there. Dark eyelids fluttered heavy over lust-glazed blue eyes while she gazed up at her victorious opponent, those claws in her chest getting the reward Abi sought; a sharp hitch of her breath followed by an airy grunt as the pressure forced the air out of her lungs. Every inch of Ember's skin felt like it was electrified, little sparks jumping from where Absinth touched her. It made Ember's body squirm underneath Absinth's almost like she were out of control of her own body. It wasn't far from the truth.

Ember had never felt this way before. Hot, so damn hot all over and inside! Growing hotter and tingly the longer Absi teased and tortured her with the promise of what was to come. And what was coming was an intense and impassioned kiss from the older fae. Absi played her body like Ember had been made for her to do so; like a maestro with her instrument. Em moaned softly into her new lover's mouth as she yielded and submitted to Absinth's dominance. She had won, and now she could claim the Carpathian princess all night long as she pleased. Those sultry words whispered between voracious kisses made Em whine again with urgency, pale ashen turquoise paws coming up to press to Absinth's chest, not to push away but to roam over the fae's skin, feeling planes of taut muscle beneath soft winter fur. The promise of Absinth tasting her stirred something feral inside Em, and she could feel her arousal dampening her fur. Gods, she had never felt so hot in her life!

A moaning gasp escaped Ember when Absinth's body pressed down to hers, an intimate entangling of their feminine forms. She was inexperienced, but Em was far from innocent. She knew what she wanted, and she wanted Absinth to give it to her hard. Em gasped for breath, smoldering eyes burning up into those hypnotic emeralds that drew her in and captivated her. Claws at her neck stopped her breathing with keening sighs, her paws pressing to Absi's chest to run her feline claws over her skin and through her fur. "I hope I'm to your tastes and not too spicy for you," Ember purred in response, voice breathy, trying to sound sexy. She was learning as she went. She had a feeling that by the end of their night together, the Carpathian princess was going to be a lot more learned and a lot less pure courtesy of her Inferos lover. And she couldn't fucking wait!

"Ember Carpathius" | "Carpathian"