<span style="color: #8000ff">"You have been a good mate. A great lover... But your instincts need to be reeled in. You are ruled by them too strongly." </span>She started to ride a little faster and let out a happy moan.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Sometimes it's good to be feral and wild. But you also need to know when to control your instincts... and right now you need to be in control. We're going to enjoy these eggs, slowly and with as much pleasure as possible." </span>Ashia would feel Vyre's passage beginning to tighten and occasional spasm as she neared her first orgasm despite still talking.<span style="color: #8000ff">"I want your feral lust and desire... I want to see how badly you want me and my body. But not right now, I want an egg... or two then I want to see how you truly feel about me." </span>She began to move faster and in just a few moments hard spasms rocked her body as she came with a deep moan.<br/><br/>"From a disgraced paladin to the keeper of a stupid demon." She snorted and shook her head. "At least ya did some good, ain't ever see Silvermoon myself but I heard about..." She lowered her voice to a whisper. "I heard 'bout Ibara, dat she was a wonderful woman. Woulda loved ta gone to her city. Many of the tribal elders don't like Ras or Ibara... dey still think they's a couple. Thinks Ras is a monster an' a bad person, say he killed de Loa. Honestly? Most of us don't care, dem Loa ain't ever done nothin' for us. Dese buildings? bridges? Ain't no Loa hands build dem. Darkspear hands, Darkspear blood." She shook her head and ran a hand through her braids. "Dey get a little chewy but deys more scared of her than hungry, an she's chasin' dem so eatin' her last on their minds."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>