third times the charm

Speech ─ Think

If there was anyone she could trust, she knew it was Stolas. She trusted her pack yes, but only to a point. Stolas she could trust with anything, including herself. He might not be the biggest and strongest man out there, but he was everything she needed. She was strong, she could fight off danger... but Stolas was her rock, built more for studying the stars and warming her heart than battle, though she was certain he wouldn't disappoint her in that area either.

He never disappointed her, and now was no different. As she laid on her back, waiting for her beloved, she admired him while he positioned himself between her thighs, standing above her and pinning her to the soft furs beneath her back. She was more than ready for him, her body anticipating this moment for a bit now, and she couldn't be more ready to grow their family. She loved all her children, greatly even, but the promise of having more with Stolas, of giving Cryptis full siblings, was intoxicating... or maybe that was just the love she felt for Stolas making her feel that way. Regardless, she might not like being pregnant, but she liked what came of it... and maybe this time it would be different.

He was teasing her, rolling their hips together to create friction. It felt nice, but Widow had never been much of a patient woman and she was already beyond the point of needing to be teased to be ready, though she was certain he already knew that as it was only a few more moments before he sank into her with a moaning call of her name. Widow tossed her head back, moaning as she positioned her hips better for him, giving him the range to sink fully within.

Her eyes fluttered closed, the pleasure they created together drawing soft moans from barely parted lips but she craved more. She knew he could give it to her too, but she didn't think she could wait much longer for more. Forelegs reached to wrap around Stolas' neck and she pulled him down to her, trapping his lips in a heated kiss as they moved together. Other than the sounds of their breathing, movement, and soft moans, it was otherwise quiet. Would the pack hear if she was loud?

Breaking the kiss briefly, she reached her jaw up to whisper into his ear, a smirk present on her face as she longed for more. "I might be a Queen, my love, but I'm not made of glass," she purred before nipping his ear, then found his lips and trapped them in another deep, heated kiss.

blended with beauty and blessed by the divine