werewolfviolet:
Violet had thoughts of claiming the slave, keeping her all to herself and having her whenever she pleased but at the end of the day she wanted Dulce to want that too. Her mind was quickly distracted as she kept the pleasure going, hitting all the spots that drove her crazy. “I’m so close.” She whispered as her hips rolled into the girls touch. She needed this, needed her and she wasn’t about to make her stop.
Dulce had thought about being claimed but it always overwhelmed her. She wasn’t sure how to take it all in and there were so many masters and mistresses that she enjoyed spending time with, Violet included, that she wasn’t sure who she’d want to be claimed by. hearing the mistress say she was close, Dulce gave the last few seconds her all, wanting to hear the older woman moan and say her name.
Violet was never good at sharing and rarely stayed around the same group of people for too long. In her lifetime she had learnt that being on her own was what she was good at and had strayed from her pack when she felt as though she hadn't been wanted around. When Dulce gave it her all it was her undoing and she came with a deep moan escaping her and her fingers tangling in the girls dark locks.