Eltanin's wolf wanted to do just like his mate wished. He sniffed the passion flowers and got even more agitated.
"We must stop," said Tania, as she dug her nails in his fur.
His wolf growled louder, but he was vaguely aware that if he stopped now, it would be simply catastrophic. He increased his speed to divert his attention.
"Elty…" Tania called him again. She held his ears and lowered her body to press on his fur. "I need you. Badly."
Eltanin's wolf was at the edge. As soon as he felt Tania's heated body, pressed against his fur, he let out a purr. All the logic of his mind was thrown out. However, he still didn't decrease his pace.
Her magic was going wild inside her. The effect of the passion flowers combined with the magic's call was creating havoc in her mind. Heat pooled in her belly and she rubbed her sex over his body.
