Ras let out a low growl and created a bed to sit down on. "You could, that'd definitely get you somewhere... but that'd be a pretty slow way of getting my tongue between your thighs. Something I still haven't had a chance to do since we got you... I've never even tasted my dear harpy and we're already talking about children." He grinned wide and traced his hands down her curves. "I don't think you can tease me, I think you want this just as badly as I do."<br/><br/><span style="color: olive">"You seem to think you're the only people in this room. There's no such thing as knowing more than one should. All that matters is what you do with that knowledge." </span>Selma pulled her hood back over her head and began to flicker violently as she channeled a teleportation spell.<span style="color: olive">"Karren is emotionally vacant, dead inside and trapped in a cycle of killing herself and being resurrected by her own powers. Without her sister Karrie is no more powerful than your run of the mill Warlock. I'm not worried about them. Enjoy your old form, think of it as proof I'm not entirely terrible."</span>With another bow Selma vanished from the room and Rayne pulled herself to her feet from being shoved and looked around.<span style="color: purple">"So... I believe every word that, that thing said. But I think I liked you being taller." </span>She took Zelina by the shoulders and looked over her mate's new form.<br/><br/>The'kal was perched on the top of a mountain peak on her island. Powerful, crushing magic bound the new comer but The'kal didn't turn to look at her.<span style="color: olive">"Yes, what was your first hint? My pain that you people seem so happy to poke every chance you get?" </span>The binding loosened then faded and she let out a slow exhale.<span style="color: olive">"Slow down and tell me what you want."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>