black mambo [fiamette]

Seconds begin to feel like minutes to the carmine babe as she waits for the man to make any more advancements. The look in her eyes is begging him to take her, but the expression on her face is void of any emotion. Her mind has muddled itself into a drunken haze, and she can no longer produce any rational thoughts. The warm sensation within her chest climaxes as he traces her spine with the tip of his muzzle, and when he makes his final advancement to mount her, she remains completely still. Her mind is elsewhere when his belly presses against her feminine hips. She is thinking about Artemis, and how a man had been able to convince her mate into producing his children. Certainly she was missing out on something if sex was powerful enough to cause Artemis to betray not only her loyalty, but their love. Artemis hadn't bothered to lay a paw on her during the course of their relationship, but she had given herself to a complete stranger the first time the opportunity had presented itself. Because of this, she feels like there is more to sex than just sexual release, and she is eager to explore its benefits. As the man makes his first thrust her breath catches in her throat and she gasps sharply. Pain radiates throughout her body, but quickly replaces itself with pleasure. Volcanic orbs roll back into their sockets, and her body relaxes so she can fully enjoy this experience. After all, there was no going back after this. This is her way of getting revenge.

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