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[Continuation story based on this thread, though this is the revised edition.]

The next few weeks has passed since he found the injured huntress in the woods after her skirmish with the Vatican's holy warriors. He often told her that it's a a miracle she survived and lived to live another day, quite luckily with her limbs and head intact. As those holy warriors carry not ordinary weapons but blessed armor and weapons meant to serve the purpose of wiping out the undead and creatures of darkness and make them stay dead. “Those warriors are not ordinary warriors." He once said to her. "You may be not any match for them as they are the paladins and crusaders of the Vatican. Unlike the animals you hunt in the woods, they carry weapons and armor and some may possess powers and strength that surpassed ordinary men.”

After he took her under his wing and care for her, he tended to her wounds everyday and let her stay in the abandoned church that was miles away from the nearby village, where he lived for decades while she is making a slow recovery to heal. He decided to have her live with him until she’s ready to move on, but not before she can prove to him that she is ready to face the world on her own without his difficult lessons in harnessing her powers.

The forests that surrounded the snow capped alps of the mountains provided the best hiding places and training grounds and Abel knew every area by heart. He taught her the territory, so she can best remember the land and use it to her advantage by memory. In a way he becomes her mentor and he grew fond of her and he trusted her to foraged and fetched items and game that is in abundance in the area on her own, giving her tasks and simple tasks to help her concentrate and focus. As his tasks for her are mere exercises and tests to train her mind to be focus and to harden the muscles in her body.

One evening, he decided to sent her out to collect what he needed from the mountains which are herbs that he used in his medicines and teas. But it was really his test to see if she can focus on his task while not meddling with the village.

"Can I trust that you'll know which are the ones I need?" He asked her, before he sent her off, as he stood by the kitchen door. He taught her the names of the herbs and show them what they look like. "You'll find most of them by the river near the foot of the hills which close by the mountains. "It can get cold, so be sure to wear warmly before you go." He said. "Also you can bring me back some fish from the river if you can manage."

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Over the course of the next few weeks, she spent time healing and learning from him. She was still a bit stubborn, but, she was also young. Much younger than he was apparently so the wayward huntress had a lot to learn, especially with her control over her abilities and her instincts.

Which, tended to be hard when they were out in the woods and she got so easily distracted when he showed her the lay of the mountainous lands and their many secrets. Every task he gave her, she tried to do. Though she seemed to excel more at the physical tasks than the ones requiring focus for the moment, letting her regain her strength and inadvertently showing off her agility and stamina in the process. It became very apparent that she had quite a bit of fortitude considering she was able to survive the attack that would have killed many others and that particular trait wasn't a fluke of hers.

Rip...was built to survive and considering she had been surviving on her own for so long, it was no wonder. But now? She was...both grateful for his help and unsure at the same time. She just wasn't used to being around others of her own kind yet. Add in a certain season coming up soon... And she was always eager to get out at night.

So, that evening she listened intently to the list of herbs he wanted her to collect and tried to commit them to memory. This was another test of her focus, which had been getting better at least. But, she also knew that she needed to stay away from the village late at night.

There had already been one incident of her being shot at and Rip wasn't too eager for a repeat.

"Yes! You've shown me zhese before, zo I think I'll be able to remember zhem zhis time." Rip smiled and of course seemed to be anxious to run out the door that evening. She just had a ton of energy and felt like she'd go insane if he forced her to stay here a moment longer!

"Don't vorry, Able. I'll haf zhem collected und be back zoon enough!" She glanced again towards the door before sighing and gathering the coat he provided her and slipped into it. "It's not zhat cold out.. but, I'll humor you." She grinned a bit as she settled into it.

"Fish too, got it! I zhink I can manage that."

And unless he stopped her, she'd be slipping out the door a moment later with a grin and taking off.

However... night would fall and it would be several hours without her returning. Rip had found the herbs and had managed to catch a few fish. But when the full moon came out...She couldn't help herself as she shifted into a sleek black wolf with piercing blue eyes. She shook out her fur and then howled before taking off into the woods, abandoning everything she collected.

If Able came to look for her, he'd find her stuff, but.. no Rip.

Abel was impressed by her fortitude and ability to learn from him. She learns so quickly, and he didn't mind passing his skills down to her, as the young needs to learn to master skills later in life to help themselves.

He certainly isn't forcing her to stay! In contrast, being older, he's more mellowed out. "All right, be careful." And she was gone.

Abel was in the kitchen when he noticed the full moon came out, and he realized he has forgotten about it, as he is so used to the flow of life going slowly living on his own. Under the light of the moon, he shifted into a silver-grey wolf with dark black and grey on his fur and piercing sky blue eyes. He gave himself a shake and realized by instinct Rip maybe in danger.

He was out, sniffing for her scent, searching for her, and when his ears picked up her howl, hearing it for the first time, he's on the prowl through the woods, trying to find her. He's pretty sure she didn't have control over her powers yet, as he expects it takes years to get over the full moon madness and have control over it.

Well, he didn't find her stuff, but he did found her. As he came in her line of sight, he's the bigger male, who is approaching her carefully...in a circle, and while wary, he's huffing appearing friendly to see how she would react.

When he found her, Rip had been exploring the woods and had already had a run in with a few other males. Those wolves were just regular wolves that roamed the forest and had caught the scent of a female that might be going into heat soon and came out to find her. Rip had managed to fend them off by the time Abel found her.

Which also meant that seeing another larger male starting to circle her had her on edge even though she did recognize his scent and it was a calming one. Rip's ears still remained pinned back as she growled at him, tail between her legs at the moment as she waited to see what he might do next. Obviously, she needed to be calmed down before he could manage anything with her at the moment.

With all senses much sharper, sight, hearing, and scent, he could sense her own heat. He didn't smell blood on her, so it's a relief that she didn't kill anyone yet from being antsy.

The bigger wolf came closer, to rubbed and nuzzle at her neck with his snout, to get her to calm down, and gave her cheek a playful lick. His tail wagged lazily, as they gazed into each eye, she's a dark sapphire blue while he is the color of the sky. He recognized it's her, and she has a lovely form. Being together for this long, he thought of her as quite attractive in her other form. He came close enough that she would able to catch his scent.

Opening his snout to speak, "Are you all right?" He asked. Though he wonders if she is able to speak in that form.

She allowed him to come closer only because she recognized his scent as well as she did. Something instinctively told her he was safe which allowed her to relax as he nuzzled against her neck and by the time he gave her cheek a playful lick, she was much calmer, her body relaxing as her ears darted forward and her tail even started to take a less guarded position.

By the time her eyes met his, she was relaxed enough that his scent caught her interest. There was something about it she liked. He was handsome in his other form, even Rip had to admit that. But there was something about his current form that was appealing to her on some level she didn't quite understand yet.

As for speaking.. it would take her a few tries before she could. Rip wasn't used to being around another like her when she was like this after all. "Yes. They just surprised me iz all."

"Well, that's a relief. I don't smell any hunters out here, but..." He is a little jealous that the other males are sniffing about for a female in heat so late at night. He didn't look like it, but he's actually strong and can fight them, as the wolves are smaller than him compared to size. But Abel is a pacifist choose to never fight.

"It's good to see you're all right." He sighed. "Did you forget the task I given you?" Not that he'll blame her. "Well, it doesn't matter. I completely forgot that tonight is the full moon. The clouds are covering it up, and when it's all clear, that's when I discovered it." He said. "So forgive me for looking out to find you. I was worried about you."

"We'll just have to hunt together." Well, the night is young, and with him here, it simply means they're going together instead of her going at it alone.

He did find her heat and her scent irresistible and the fact was that he didn't have a mate for a very long time so her presence has an effect on him in an attractive way, so he gave her neck a playful bite, his fangs digging into her fur. Though his bite, he leaves a bit of his scent of her, as a means to ward off the other males. With a growly ruff and a huff. "Let's go. We have to find the herbs I need for my teas."

Even if there had been hunters out there, Rip would have been completely oblivious considering she had been caught up purely in her instincts to hunt and explore. Which meant, she could have potentially put herself into more danger than she realized if he hadn't come along when he did.

Which also meant when he asked about her task, she looked a bit sheepish or as sheepish as a wolf could anyway as her ears went back. She...had completely forgot when her change hit her. "Zorry.. guess zhe moon over rode my sensibilities. But, it is good you came looking for me. If zhose volves vould haf chased me, zhey might haf vorn me down enough to get vat zhey vanted from me."

And Rip definitely didn't want that. Not when there was a male near her she actually liked and found potentially desirable..She shoved those thoughts away as he mentioned hunting and nodded a little as she shifted to start into the woods only to feel him bite at her neck. Rip shuddered slightly and if she could blush...She's be bright red by now. She moved a little closer to him and gave a playful nip at his neck before nodding and starting to move out again.

"Zhen lets get going! Zhe nights still young zo ve can get everyzhing done quickly if ve try."

Well, she's not in danger anymore that's for sure. Now that he decided to supervise her keeping her under check by his side, he grows wiser to don't let her wander. A male wolf passed by them every now and then as they travelled together through the forest, but Abel proved himself capable by growling and warding them off, being a senior wolf and seasoned fighter. He's not in a hurry to go home, as there's no danger and no hunters, at least for tonight.

Together, side by side, they spend the next few hours getting the ingredients they needed and perhaps, he gathered more efficiently then she does. "Watch and learn." As he showed how to pick the right leaves and herbs, pounced in the water to capture fish in his snout, and gathered fruits from the bushes and showed her which one is poisonous and which one is edible. Of course, he said watch and learn, but he knew Rip, being a young wolf-girl she is, won't get it the first time around, but he's patient enough to show her for as long as it takes.

It's the peak of a morning when he finally took her back to his home, and settle their gathered things in the kitchen. When the morning sun of dawn rose, the moon loses its power and they shifted back to their human forms when they entered his house. It was a cold morning, and Abel was tired, and before she heads toward to bed to rest.

"Rip from now on. Don't go out by yourself at night." He said. He was very...shy to bring it up, and there's a sense of importance in his tone, and that urgency means he hopes she's paying close attention to listen to him.

"You're a woman now, a young woman. If I haven't found you, you could have mated with a strange male especially since you are not yourself and you don't have control over your powers yet. Well, you could have gotten pregnant and regret it." What the hell he's getting himself into, talking like this and teaching a young girl wolf sex education. Already the pulse is rushing through his veins and to his head as he rummages his hands through his long silver hair nervously, mentally sighing at the situation he was in. But still, it's important to have this talk.

With an indignant huff. "So do you understand? Don't go out without me. Not tomorrow night. Or however long your heat phase is going to be." He then pets through her black hair and presses a kiss on her forehead to show he's not angry at her at all, just concerned and that he truly does have a growing fondness and affection for her.

Because if that happens, if a male wolf mated with her, then he can't promise he won't control his temper...which is a vicious beast waiting patiently for a good fight to kill just about anyone, wolves and hunters and humans alike, a beast that took him years to control and kept its temper in check, so he won't harm an innocent by accident ever again. While he's calm and seems rational and reasonable, that's his side in control, but underneath, there is a territorial and jealous streak wolf within him and in his mind, she was here with him first. "If you need something, tell me." And if she gets hyper and ansty, he'll take her outside to walk and run off the excess energy.

"I would like you...to stay my by side." A pause when he had an idea. "You know, I have an idea. I think it's better if I bite you and mark you." And by that, he meant to place his scent on her as a measure (though not a fail-proof one) to keep them away.

"Stand still." He said, and he tilted his head to place his lips on her throat, gently kissing her there, and open his mouth wide to sank his fangs hard. Hard enough to cause a large bruise on her skin, but leaving his mark and his scent there, placing a bit of himself on her.

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For the rest of the night, Rip didn't stray from his side and paid as much attention as she could manage to what he was trying to teach her. The problem was, she kept on being distracted by other scents around her. Especially his.. or the other males that came wandering by from time to time. When that happened she would pause next to Able and peer up at the other wolf, her ears going back as he growled and warned them off.

Then she would turn her attention back to him and whatever wariness that she felt about the other wolf would wash away. When they left without a fight, it confirmed to her instincts she was with the stronger male and that... pleased her for some reason even if she didn't quite understand why yet.

As the night wore on, his scent became more and more her focus right up until they headed home. As they entered the kitchen and the morning sun made itself known, she shifted back into her human form, leaving her standing there naked with him and trying to shake off the strange feelings the night before brought her.

So when she focused back on what Abel was saying... she missed part of it. She tuned back in at '... could have mated with strange wolf and regretted it' part. For a moment she stared at him blankly before it sank in a little. She was going into heat, wasn't she? Rip suddenly looked a little nervous but forced herself to be calm as she nodded. "..I understand Abel, honest. Zhe last zhing I vant is to mate vith a volf I don't know."

She would much rather mate with one she knew if she were to mate with anyone at all! Especially if that male smelled as good as he did... Rip leaned into his touch when he stroked her long black hair and kissed her forehead. Instinctively, she was being submissive, accepting that having him around would be much safer than being on her own, especially now.

Why did him asking her to stay by his side make her heart flutter? That alone distracted her enough that she nearly missed his suggestion and once she heard it, she tensed a little before nodding in agreement. Maybe it would keep the other wolves away...

Rip did as he asked and remained still, closing her eyes as she felt his lips on her neck...and then fangs sinking in, marking her and leaving a large hard to miss bruise to show she had been claimed by certain male. Even if he was doing this for her protection, Rip couldn't help but find herself slightly aroused and maybe even leaning into him slightly, seeking his attentions as her instincts kicked in despite being in her human form.

It really wasn't hard to tell what kind of affect that marking had on her...

He feels a fatherly protection over her, and he just hated to see something that she'll regret it, especially over something she has no control over. He'll do his best to prevent that from happening, hence why the rules, the instructions, and the seemingly harshed scolding...he hoped one day she'll learn everything she can from him, mastered her powers, and find a place of her own.

He fears his bite does have an effect on her, that when she leans toward to him, closing against his lean body...

For him, it's a very long time since he last have a mate. The last one died from a natural cause of illness, leaving him alone to mourn and fend on his own, and afterward, he had no other than a casual affair and a rut in the woods during the season.

With a sigh, shaking his head. "No, Rip...it's too early for this...it's morning." He said softly, tired from last night from searching for her and gathering their weekly food stock.

But despite what he said, he didn't seem to reject her advances, as her scent and closeness have an effect on him. Placing a hand on her shoulder, to show a measure of his self control.

"Not yet at least. When mates want to be together, they have to like each other first." And he wasn't sure if she like him, other than him being her temporary guardian and father figure who took her in because she was alone young wolf, a runt without a pack or a clan, being cared by a lone wolf who taught himself he doesn't need anyone other than relying on his own self reliance. "And I'm not your mate."

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She felt his hand on her shoulder and barely heard what he said as his scent just became more appealing to her but then again, she wasn't exactly in control of herself anymore so at least he had the restraint she didn't.

For her, Rip's never had a mate before. She always seemed to be able to avoid males whenever she was in season and it helped that before now she was always alone. No family, no pack.. nothing. She had been utterly alone before he saved her. So being in heat with a desirable male near her..One that was willing to protect and claim her had a huge appeal to her.

"Zhen.. tonight? I like you Abel so I vouldn't mind hafing you az my mate.. you've done nozhing but take care of me und zhat haz its own appeal." Her voice was quiet as she remained against him. Even she could smell that he was interested. He just had more restraint than her.

With a sigh, he knows when she grows older and self-reliant, she might leave him someday to fend for herself, and the student will leave the teacher. He's an old wolf, passing his prime by a few years. Though before that day comes when she might leave him for whatever reason, they'll spend a few seasons together...and that gave him some hope for the upcoming seasons...for this year at least, though for more years, he wasn't sure. He didn't look that far into the future.

The idea of having a mate and company really appeal to him, and he was lonely, hunting and howling to himself on most quiet nights. The long years of being alone that he no longer cared for caring a pack as he learns to care and fend for himself, and he's too old leading a pack, as no wolves around the region will follow him, and they called him a strange one, an eccentric old wolf, because he rather lives inside an abandoned house where humans used to live rather than living in the forest in the wild like them.

"All right, but when you come to your senses, I won't leave your side ever even after that." Once her reason and rationale come back to their senses, most likely their routine living in the same house with him will be the same as before. The only difference, he predicted that after a few days of her heat will passed, their relationship as him being a guardian might change.

Hiding a blush, since it has been a very long time since he last has a mate. "Um...you are a beautiful wolf. Your eyes and fur are like the color of the oceans. That's when I first thought when I saw you last night...though I didn't think we're going to mate." He said. "So...maybe not tonight. If you want to, we can do it now...before we go to sleep..."

Speaking of oceans, an idea struck him. "Please, come with me. There's a tower of this church. If we climb upstairs, we have a good view at least." He took her hand to show her the hidden stairs at one of the halls where it's accessible by opening a large door. "It's a lot of stairs because it's high, but we'll have a good view." He said as he leads her to climb up the stone stairs.

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What would happen once her heat passed and her senses returned? Who knew but, Rip had a feeling that even then, she wouldn't be leaving his side for a few years at least. She didn't know what it was like to be in a pack, her own barely remembered and long gone. She had been a pup when they died..

"Und you're handzome.. I like your silver fur und your eyes." She was blushing a bit as she leaned against him, nuzzling against his neck. His age didn't seem to bother the younger wolf and who knew? Maybe if she gave him enough offspring, they could have their own pack. "I'd love to mate vith you now.." She was definitely eager to and he could probably smell it as he too her hand and lead her towards the tower. The stairs didn't seem to bother her as they started up them and easily kept pace as she laced her fingers through his.

Already her heart was pounding in her chest with anticipation of what might be to come. That.. and she was curious of the view he wanted to show her.

"Ah, please...I'm an old wolf and I think I'm going to go gray a little..." But he is flattered by her compliments, to say the least. With a huff, as he climbed the stairs, leading the way. "I lived alone here, so I would think the world will to learn to forget old me."

If she keeps nuzzling like that, his self-restraint is starting to erode, showing more of his tender side to her, but he wanted her to see the view first. Once they arrived at the top of the tower, he opened the door to reveal a room where there is one window and one single bed with a wooden bed frame with a canopy overhead made in a renaissance style.

There's a lot of paintings hanging on the stone walls, paintings of still life from nature, people from the nearby villages, and a wooden canvas with an incomplete work in progress of a scene, an unfinished work. There are art tools around and cans of paint on the tables and floor. She never came to this room before, this is the first time he brought her.

"I don't use this bedroom to sleep here every night. I used this tower to paint." When he brought her to the window. "I'm not sure if you ever have seen the ocean before, but look outside. The ocean...when the sun sets or rose over the horizon, and the ships coming over to the nearby port of the village. But at night, when the stars are out, I can find the stars of Orion." There's a lighthouse tower at a cliff at a distance, so the building look small.

But it wasn't night yet since it was morning and the sun slowly rose brighter. "If you want to see the forest, that's the other tower on the other side of the wing. There are four towers, and this is one of the four, covering east, west, north, and south." He said, and then he checks the closet to bring out a bottle of wine.

"Would you like a drink at least? All of that stair climbing make me thirsty."

Old or not, her instincts found him comforting and appealing as she followed him up the tower. When they finally reached the room at the top, she had to pause to take it all in. Rip could smell the paints and the sight of the various paintings definitely caught her attention at first.

Did he paint these...? He did! Then he had quite a bit of talent and she could see that playing out through the incomplete piece. His words drew her to the window and the view stole her breath away. Rip had never seen the ocean before now and honestly didn't know what lay beyond the mountains and the forests they roamed. To see it now.. She could see why this might be one of his favorite views.

Especially with the way the sun was rising over the horizon. For a moment, her heat was forgotten as she just took in the view. "It's beautiful...I didn't realize it vas beyond zhe forest like zhis." And hopefully, she'd get to see it at sunset as well just so she could see the stars from up here.

Her attention was drawn back to him when he mentioned the other towers. She had noticed them before and never given them much thought. She wasn't aware that they could actually go in them! Now she wanted to see them...eventually. The wine in his hands brought her back to why they were up here as she nodded slightly, blushing faintly as she wandered back towards him.

"I'd love a drink vith you." Part of her wondered if they would be making use of the bed this morning as she moved back to his side, his scent capturing her once more as she ghosted her fingertips up his arm. She couldn't help it... her instincts were driving her harder than before with him so close and her desire to mate just kept on being more and more irresistible. "How about zhis morning? Vill you share zhe bed vith me?"

"The forest, we were there last night. I can show you the view later which is in the east tower. We're in the south tower." He said, and he popped open the wine bottle, removing the cork and handed the bottle to her.

He can sense she's being eager and that's the heat talking. Her nudgings is bringing him out of his shy shell. "Here, you have the honors first. At least taste the wine first. It's good vintage and it tasted sweet." He said. As she spoke, listening, "Whenever I managed to sell my paintings, sometimes I'll save up so I can grab a ship to travel to the city on the other side. The city on the other side sometimes have a carnival or a festival, and my paintings sell better over there. The hard part is to blend in with the humans there."

After she had her turn with the wine, and he took a drink, a big swing of it. "You're very playful...I forgot how to play like a wolf." He won't admit that for all of these years, he's lonely, almost a shell and lonely empty husk of who he used to be...though with his paintings where he poured the years into them, recording the day to day life of his solitary existence, being tamed by mingling with humans and getting what he needs from them, he become a more civilized werewolf. In comparison, she's almost feral.

"The bed is a good start." So, taking the initiative, he lightly pounces on her on the bed. It was a firm bed, so there's hardly a bounce, and had her pinned on the bed while being on top of her. His silver hair cascading down his shoulders, so he has to flip aside, less she gets tickled by them.

There's a playful growl, though shy but male, as he nipped on her throat where he previously bit her, kissing her gently and shyly, but then growing with confidence, remembering caring for her, his kisses grow steadily passionate.

She nodded, agreeing to see the other view later as she took her drink and sipped it. Rip was more than a little eager and where he might have been 'tamed' she was far from it being so young. Perhaps, she just needed to remind him what it was really like to be a wolf with a companion again? Or at least, how to relax and let go for a bit and not be so.. human.

The paintings really did tell quite the story once and one she'd look a little closer at later when she was thinking straighter and more herself. Something that might take a few days to settle down once they became more intimate...

"Zhen perhaps, I'm just zhe right volf to remind you how to be playful~." she smiled as she finished her drink and set hers down. How long had he been alone like this..? She didn't have the faintest idea. But, that ended tonight. At least for a little while as she brushed against him again. She wanted to play.. to feel him on her and in her..

So when he took the initiative, she was eager to fall back on the bed as he pounced her, her body already flushed and eager as he pinned her to the firm bed with him on top of her. Even with his silver hair cascading down his shoulders, it only served to mix with her long dark hair, creating quite the contrast as she stared up at him with eyes that just begged him to mate with her.

The shy playful growl sent a shiver down her spine as he started to nip at her throat, right along where he had bit her. Even with the deep bruise there, she still found pleasure in his nips and kisses as she let out a soft breathy moan while he gained more confidence.

The more passion he put into it, the more excited she seemed to get for him.

Having drunk some wine, to warm the both of them, that puts Abel in the mood, but he's tipsy and not drunk, as Abel had drunk heavier drinks before and wine isn't heavy enough.

"We shall see..." Abel has long given up finding the One as there's no such thing he learns from his long life. Looking for the right mate in wolves...then moving onto humans and willingly become a companion for them even if it's temporary or long-term, and outlived his human companions, which is few as he's a quiet man. So even during the kiss, he wasn't certain...but she's open to him, and all of his sadness, he accepts her willingness and playfulness.

"But let's do something about your heat..." From her throat, he kisses her, gently nibbling her soft lips, and then with some maneuvering, he encourages her to undress and remove the rest of their clothes. "At least, here...I'm the only guy here." And hopefully, put his scent on her to ward off the other males, even though they far miles away and they're the ones in this tower.

After undressing, he continues. His kisses and nibbles and gentle bites speak of experience, of a life long lived of mates passed, long before he met her, and the moment she undressed, he moves slowly to play with her breasts, cupping them, squeezing them, and gently sucking on one of them if she has no protests with him initiating foreplay to get her body to warm up to him. He has big hands, almost slender, hands of a scholar and painter, hands that are more used to handling books and drawing on his paintings, and once young, hands and fists in fights fighting for territory and in quarrels.

It doesn't take much encouragement to get her undressed and as soon as they were out of their clothing, she was back to being laid out beneath him on the bed, eager and willing as her instincts take over with such an experienced and strong male with her. "Please...make me yours."

Why would she want any other male right now? His scent filled her senses, driving her to accept every kiss, every touch eagerly as he makes his way down to her breasts and begins to play and tease them. With how sensitive she was becoming it wouldn't be hard to get her worked up from his gentle foreplay as he kneaded and caressed her breasts.

The feeling of his mouth around one of them made her gasp, followed quickly by a soft moan as she gently ran her hands through his sliver hair. Why would she make him stop? Everything he was doing right now felt very good to the younger female.. and considering she hasn't been with any other male before, his experience was perfect to show her just how good mating could be.

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