His presence is intoxicating, and Seline does not know why she hadn't made it official sooner. To hell with Cade and her jealous eyes and hateful stance- she may be her own flesh and blood daughter, but Seline will always be the best at all that she does. The blood and snow Queen reigns supreme above all, even if they do not know it- Eric and she do, and that is really all that matters. Wicked intentions are laced within sultry thoughts as she keeps close to her mate, always making sure to bump her body along side his own. Even if they were not always together, their scars and healing wounds upon each pelt were tales of the other and their dark love shared. Seldom did they ever truly get injured by any other beside each other, namely because they were both just that good and neither would allow such a thing to befall the other. They both enjoyed their solitude and silence, but always did they watch out for one another.
When green and blue eyes finally break the cover, a sinister, sanguine smile caresses her scarred features as her electric gaze seems to flare up. Two for the price of one; now things were just about to get interesting. Seline knows what Eric will do, and so when they move like lightning, her perfect alabaster monster going for the damsel, her direction is for the male. He is not so very large, but he is confident and arrogant, and it will be his downfall. She does not waste time in fooling him, but instead leads right in with a savage snap to his face. And just as wanted, he retaliates with clicking of his own jaws, on empty air, of course. Anticipating his every move, the Satanican Queen is always just a step ahead of him. As he moves, so does she, always aware of the ongoings behind and to the right of her. For while she toys with the male, she knows that Eric is having his fun with the female. It is when a breathy and so very sexy 'tag' finds her senses that she turns away from the male. Already he is bleeding from several cuts on his face from her sharp fangs, just as he is already in the back of her mind for Eric to have his way with.
She is upon the female even before she knows it, and where her beloved had gone for the throat, she had always had a.. different tactic. Keeping the jugular intact for him much as it was at this point, Seline instead used her shoulders to roll the dainty thing on her back before using her paws to pin the shoulders at each armpit. While the wolf was still drawing breath, her scarred muzzle lowers to allow teeth to savage her chest, just over her heart. Molars break and tear tissue and bone alike, and when she unburies the hidden treasure she is met with a wondrous sight. Still thriving and begging to be released, the small but strong female keeps her heart beating, and the blood and snow wolf could swear it was for her pleasure and her pleasure alone. Venom hued irises stare at the glorious sight, before her slender jaws reach so tenderly down. Her hot pink tongue caresses the still beating, still living thing slowly and she groans at the ecstasy of it all. It is simply so divine, and though she can still hear Eric and the male breathing, she has no true worry for him. He will not get away, and her vampire will take care of the rest.
It is when she turns back to him, her muzzle stained entirely in her favourite crimson that she sees a sight she loves most in this world. Eric is at the males throat, who is ever so still though with the occasional twitch as his life is quite literally drained from him. Not a drop is wasted as her vampire satisfies himself, her thick alabaster tail swaying slowly behind her haunches. Since witnessing him in such a state for the first time, Seline has never been able to get enough, and there is no caution in her apporach as she moves. Any other might be daunted by such a thing, but a wicked Queen with a still hot heart between her fangs was not one so easily made afright. Instead, there is a low growl in her throat, thick and savage as the blood that covers them both. Not a word is spoken as she finally is within touching distance, reaching out to rub her blood covered muzzle against his own, intense eyes staring into his own. And because he is her chosen one, she tilts her skull to the side while relaxing her jaw, her expression obvious in what she wants. He will take the heart from her jaw with his own, for it is a gift for him and all things that come with it.
They are already well into their matehood, but always Seline will find opportunities to make it more so, and to show him just how far it went. Anyone could speak words and spew nonsense, but very seldom did anyone mean it. With her actions, she would always show Eric just how far and deep their bond went- no matter the cost.