He was glad to be back in the Inlet where he could always see her again. She was visited once in the Bay, but since then all he could think about was seeing her again. Not even the beautiful form of Havelle could sway his mind off of his Tauri. Having her delicate body engulf his vision was intoxicating. He wanted to drink more and more of her until he was drunk. She was the only one that truly knew him and the only one he wished to devote his time to. He would protect Tauri at the cost of everything else, even his standing with his family.
She breaths his name in her sweet melody. His eyes close for a moment as her voice seeps into his skin like the sun. No matter how cold it got she was his warmth. He calls her his own and she does not shake at his statement. She does not pull away. Instead, she fixes a stray hair from his forelock and answers his desires. She was his. A smirk slides across his confident lips as his ego skyrockets. How great a feeling it was to have the mare of your dreams agree to be your mate, to be yours only. Just as he was about to reach out to nuzzle her she steps away. He stares at her in confusion, but her posture said nothing about being uncertain. Her words, on the other hand...
He was quick to respond with a step towards her. "We are old enough now to make our own decisions. We may still live in his kingdom, but he cannot decide who I chose to lay with." He could feel it, the surge of young hormones coursing through his body as he draws even closer to her. Torsten put his nose to her chest and takes in a big whiff of her scent with a shutter. "Tauri I know we are still young, but how do you feel about starting our next journey together?" His lips glide along her perfect skin from her chest to her back and even further.
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