Teeth at Masjena’s throat, jaw tusk pressing high on her breast, the pack leader growled his displeasure when she started to shift back to lucrus form, or even if she moved too much. Not all adjustments were that easy of course, and moons passed as the lucrus moved up in rank. Xx video More arousing, however, was the complete submission forced on her by the pack leader. Masjena didn’t even think of taking advantage. So, with misgivings, Masjena allowed the younger female to accompany her. Winter, Year 5
Masjena loped through the winter woods and across the winter hills. Still, though, the lucrus traveled onward, driven by the spell it no longer remembered until it found what it never knew to seek.
