The silence between them had been comfortable, but there was a shift in the air. One that neither could deny. He was now in her crosshairs. A growl mingled with his moan. He sat up, but it didn't tear her. She sought to sit up beside him, a mischievous grin curling her lips. Her name rolled off his tongue, along with a very obvious statement. But his words were pathetic, almost as if they held very little resolve. She sought to press her side against his own, crown tipping towards him, jaws seeking to gently assault his throat and neck once more with a series of nips and kisses. "Are you telling me that you don't feel it?" Words came out in a husky purr. Eyes danced wildly with lust and mischief. He had a wife, she had a husband. But you only live once, she could certainly attest to that. To think, just days ago, her husband had tried to kill her, effectively bringing their relationship to a screeching halt, and now here she was, sitting in Abaven, trying to seduces it alpha. A soft, whimsical laugh would depart from dark lips as she devoted her entire attention to him. What a scandal it would be..... If he hadn't moved away or stopped her, she would seek to leave a trail of nips and kisses up to his ear before her tongue would flick gentle against the sensitive appendage.
"Speech"
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