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They were close at that point. Their furs mingled and her breath hit his ear. She did not move, the woman was a master of such situations. Six knew the male body and the male mind. She was currently reeling him in like a true predator despite the innocent situation. She did not want them to rush into things. The woman already had a man on her mind. Did she really need two? Two men waiting on her hand and foot. Oh my, she would like that. But, was it far fetched? The woman was a master of body. She could reel them in and trap them with power and pleasure. Oh yes. How lovely. The woman flew into her darker thoughts before his voice invaded her mind. "Love comes in time. I do not expect you to fall at my paws in this exact moment. I just wish to see more of you after this meeting. We shall go on adventures." She was so confident and yes she was demanding some sort of date with him. The lady leaned on him slightly as she sat down, shoulder to shoulder. "Battle may boil in your carmine fluids but I must see it to believe. I demand a spar." Her eyes flicked to his with a thick smirk across her luxurious lips. A spar should be fun for them and a time for them to get physical without getting to lusty. She listened to him once more and memorized his words. His baritone vocals soothed her but her response was rich with her own lovely songs. "My past is not one of royalty, warlord." She fought for her life more times then one. She slept her way through men and used their week mines for survival and power. It was not a pretty past and not many knew of its tales.


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