She saw the way he looked at her, the admiration and desire in his eyes and her body worked over his, as they crashed and collided together.  She could feel it, the way his rhythm stuttered just before he came.  She thrust down hard onto him and worked her hips in quick circles as she felt him release inside of her.  It was an action she had avoided with other male werewolves altogether, not wanting to take on the risk that came with it.  Perhaps she should have done the same now, but something about climaxing with him doing the same inside of her inspired a feeling of pure ecstasy within her.<br/><br/>Vara came seconds after he did, one of her hands clutching at her breast.  She intended to poke fun at him for using the word “fuck” after all that had just passed between them, but she refrained and before she could reconsider, his mouth captured hers again.  She kissed him back tenderly, and moved her hips off him before he could fully soften inside of her.  The cot really wasn’t made for two people, but Vara strategically laid herself over him, her head using the place where his neck met his chest for her pillow.  She pulled the blankets up over both of them and just enjoyed his warmth.<br/><br/>“I suppose that was the “making love” you spoke of, yes?”  A soft giggle fell from her lips, and he could feel the way it cased her chest to move against him.  As the pleasure subsided, thoughts of the world around them came back to her.  Vara knew this might be all they would have, she could not hold him to the pretty words he said while he was inside of her.  Even within that rational thought, she wanted to believe he might stay with her.  Maybe they could make a real go of this if they had each other’s back.<br/><br/>“That was different from anything I’ve ever experienced.”  She said, lifting her head so her eyes could find his again.  “Is it always like that for you?”