She is a fire that consumes all around her, and he is the icy blast of frigid north wind. She dances before him and taunts him with her curves, and he can not resist her the way her scent wafts around them. His glacial blue eyes eagerly drink in her every curve, from the softness of her supple hip to the delicate lines of her cheekbones. She is now his.
He can feel the fire burn beneath his smoky hide. How desperate he is to pull her beneath him, to feel her skin against his. Yet, he resists the primal instinct. He reaches his pink lips to touch the chocolate skin that covers her curved nape. Her skin is feather soft beneath his touch.
Not trying to save them from me? Her words are playful as she tugs at his mane with her teeth. "Ahhh, nah my Nya.." he pauses with a mischievous glint in his crystal blue eyes. "I just crave some alone time with you," he says with a smirk playing at the edge of his pink lips. His breath is taken in sharply as she presses her skin against his, and his heart thunders wildly in his chest. He can feel his resolve melting away, as she presses herself tightly against his side.
She begins to circle him, toying with him and he enjoys her little game. "You are toying with me, konu," he whispers as she tucks herself beneath his jaw. He does not know how much longer he can keep his needs at bay. He can feel the desperation rising in his chest, as her scent and seductive words linger in the air around them. "And if it is passion you seek, I will give it to you," he says gruffuly and with a mischevious glint in his glacial eyes.
Translation:
konu:woman
Icelandic mutt - Grullo Sabino - Stallion - 14.3 hh - Dögun x Freya
Bera Konung of the Ridge