ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʟᴠᴇs

The flame in the eyes of the little girl was lighten up. Her only desire was a retribution; not a salvation.
Once she divulged to him, her secret bonded her to the man of her life. He seemed to be the one who ever understood her. 
Now they both laughed under the unforgettable and the stellar sky. 
There was something more. Two pale adult bodies dancing like a serpents together. Naked and still dressed in each others desires. 
His tall silhoutte covered her completely and his kisses were like he wanted to eat her fully and alive. For once, she liked the way
he treated her that night. There was nothing but the wolves howling in the backround. 
No inconviences but thousand orgasms and screams. Yet the honest cries. She wanted to belong to him just like he wanted to belong to her.

His penetrations were rather rough but immensely beautiful. Painful and gentle in the same time. The inner animal has been woken up in 
him when he grabbed her wrists by one single movement. It wasn't vain at all because in that very moment, her inner walls were 
clenched tightly around his length that was thrusting back and forth and she didn't want to stop him. 

Her pale skin was so tensed up in such a sweet passion between them. But then - she wanted to show him her world. Share it with him,
mixed their kingdom of the darkness together and with all strength, she pushed him on his back. Now it looked like the moon is her crown.
And she's the queen of the forrest. Queen of his as well. 

A smile full with a satisfied pleasure appeared upon her beautiful face when he moaned for her. And his strong hands grabbed her waist while 
she began to ride him. Her long, black hair fell over her breast but as she tilted her head back, he could see the real beauty. 
Her erected - in a dark - dark red nipples aroused in a satisfaction and pleasure that he was giving to her. And she never stopped dance. 

Not even after his scream. 

The howling was getting closer but she wasn't scared at all. She was his, he was hers. Immortal together under the red moon. 
And then he exploded. And his semen was covering her tiny inner thighs too. Nowadays.

The enraptured face has been written into her mind. And never forgotten. The face of a pleased man.