<span style="color: #ff0000">"No, it's... it's alright. It's a part of life, and a part I'll have get used to if I'm going to retake Silvermoon from Ibara. There will be a lot of bloodshed..."</span>She looked towards a window and shrugged.<span style="color: #ff0000">"I'm from Silvermoon. I don't understand what is and isn't the proper time in the lands where the sun never rises. Thank you. I'll have the seared fish platter and a spider salad."</span><br/><br/>When Aerin became more aroused by the collar it only turned Ras more feral as her scent grew stronger. Eventually Sharindia would be completely ignored by the rutting pair, each serving to only increase the others lust. After almost two solid hours and countless orgasms between the two, Aerin finally collapsed into the mud with a content moan and returned to her human form as Ras continued to hammer her from behind for several minutes before calming down himself. Ras slowly pulled out of her battered, leaking pussy and flopped onto his back beside her as she slowly rolled onto her side. "Shit... This was... not what I had planned on spending my day doing... but damn I'm glad I did." Ras' chest and back were covered in deep scratches and Aerin didn't fare much better, her flanks and neck both bleeding from Ras' grip and him biting her. "We are definitely keeping her."<span style="color: #00b300">"Can I marry him?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>