[ Those kisses feel incredibly good, moreso with the pressure of her body on top of him. He loves the sensation of her mouth on his bare chest, and the question makes him snort in amusement. ]
Why would you ask me that when you're the only one who can answer?
[ His fingers trail up and down her spine, and he tilts his head a little like he's feeling thoughtful, or mischievous, and his grin broadens a little more. ]
But I think you've just never known a man like me.
[She takes that moment, quiet just for a second, watching his mouth with the intensity of a cat watching prey. Her own lips quirk, as she looks up at him.]
You're right.
I've met shifters and kinfolk and not a single one of them can hold a candle to you. Don't let that go to your head, lion.
[She tips her head a little, quirks it, so she really does look like a cat.]
And certainly none of them can make my cunt as wet.
[She kisses him fast before he can growl in reply.]
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Why would you ask me that when you're the only one who can answer?
[ His fingers trail up and down her spine, and he tilts his head a little like he's feeling thoughtful, or mischievous, and his grin broadens a little more. ]
But I think you've just never known a man like me.
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You're right.
I've met shifters and kinfolk and not a single one of them can hold a candle to you. Don't let that go to your head, lion.
[She tips her head a little, quirks it, so she really does look like a cat.]
And certainly none of them can make my cunt as wet.
[She kisses him fast before he can growl in reply.]