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FRISKY FOXES
Tavrick cursed as he closed his car door. And he was never one to really curse. What had tipped him off was the sweet strawberry scent that lashed him when he stepped out of the large vehicle into the January snow. He was not expecting his lovely Female to go into her breeding season just as yet. The wild in him was already reacting to her call to him. Rick passed his hand through his dark blond hair as sweat pursed his skin even though the cold weather. He swallowed and basically sped walked to the door. The Beast in him dying to enter the warmth of its tempting Mate.
He opened the door and steep in. The scent made him growl and his muscles tightened as did his pants. Blood rushed and his heart beat faster preparing his body for what was coming. The reaction was not a surprise and he was more than willing as he made his way up the stairs listening to the silent whimpers from their library.Hushed and rushed pants of air, the fast beating heart of his Mate. Rick found the library and was stunned as he walked into the open room. His Mate, His Vixen, was breathless on the floor, moaning and her legs scissoring together. The room was trashed. Books scattered on the flaw and claw marks on the desk. He understood the mess. She was most likely shocked too by the Heat.
Her dazed brown eyes met his hazel and she arched, moaning his name. He groaned and went to her, falling atop her and capturing her plump lips. Her arms and legs came round him. When her legs opened, that fuckingdelicious scent attacked him and he pulled away making her whimper.
"Dont worry dear," he kissed her again, " I will take care of you. How long have you been like this? Do you know?"
Her voice was hoarse when she replied, "Y-yes, just some minutes, my Fox."
He nodded and kissed down her neck, praising her delectable body. He had always lover her body. Her wide hips and light chocolate skin against his fair own. He loved how perfect she felt against him. The Vixen was wild and sexy. Her jet black hair spread out against the carpet as her face was flushed.
He kissed between the mounds of her breast and lower until he was betwixt her thick thighs and that tasty 'V' . He knew how she liked it when he kissed her down here. And that he did, pressing kisses to her sensitive lips and though it was not much she moaned for him and gripped his head.
