Sweet Life

She wouldn't speak again, instead bringing her tempting bodice closer to his presence. As she wound around him, he inhaled deeply, his jaws watering at the tempting scent of her heat. The touch of her lit him on fire, and he would turn his head, trails of bites and kisses coming to the lady's body as she moved. His eyes dark with lust, he would nip at her, each bite growing more insistent, though he wouldn't move, letting her instead wind around him. Seeking the haunches of the woman with his muzzle, he'd attempt to kiss her, his salmon tongue seeking out scent of her heat. He would nip at her, his body turning, facing more toward haunches, his quivering limbs betraying his desires, though for the moment he would wait for her permission. He would take her, she had enticed him to far with her scent alone, she would be his and he would make her scream.

Her body sang to him, drawing baritone words from the pit of his chest. "You're a daring temptress, aren't you pet." He would have to look up to her, but he wasn't daunted, perhaps the larger female would make his evening more pleasurable, after all.