[ Every nip and scrape of Basch's teeth against her flesh has her trembling, hitching her breath as she watches him take his time making his way towards her. More potent than his touch however is the warmth in his voice and the way he says her name. There's longing there, a desire to make it known that she is his as much as he is hers. To feel wanted, to feel needed - knowing that her mate views her in the exact same light fills her heart more than she had ever thought imaginable. It blots out any shyness that might have come for being spread wide open for him like this.
The way he says her name has her breathing out in exaltation which is quickly pitched into a keen when his mouth finally finds her entrance.
The need for him is barely quenched. If anything it ignites further desire in the pit of her belly. Her legs shake and her thighs tighten around his neck, back arching as she picks up where he left off, twisting and rolling her nipples as she watches her mate adore her. Hips roll in time with his skilled tongue and the flush on her cheeks growing all the more rosy. ]
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The way he says her name has her breathing out in exaltation which is quickly pitched into a keen when his mouth finally finds her entrance.
The need for him is barely quenched. If anything it ignites further desire in the pit of her belly. Her legs shake and her thighs tighten around his neck, back arching as she picks up where he left off, twisting and rolling her nipples as she watches her mate adore her. Hips roll in time with his skilled tongue and the flush on her cheeks growing all the more rosy. ]