A feral raw passion only understood between two beasts of nature unfolding. Dons hunger now lapping at her tender zone with squeezing kisses dabbed down to the collar bone. Handsome features now buried in the sweet scent as he pursued latching a firm suckle as a large forearm curled the shape of her waist. Teeth playfully gnawed at, plucking the buttons loose to her blouse, each met with a gasp of anticipation from his Wolfie.
A look of longing etched between twin iris that held her in complete attention, her kiss felt as if a spring of fresh sunlight tickling male flesh. The intimacy closed further, a gradual lean of his torso met hers as the lion marked her delicate profile with his pucker trailing down into the neck.
