<span style="color: #330066">“It’s still a bad habit, only the ancient Elves are supposed to growl... it makes me seem feral and uncivilized. I’m supposed to be better than resorting the growling like a beast. You don’t need to apologize, we are both learning a lot about each other.”</span><br/><br/>Nyarien arched her back and came with another deep moan.<span style="color: #ff0000">“Male... do not...”</span>She hissed and shook her head as her mind drowned in lust.<span style="color: #ff0000">“Can’t...” </span>She let out a sudden gasp.<span style="color: #ff0000">“I want... want to...”</span>She looked at Ophidian’s face and he could see how happy she was, but that she was completely lost to the pleasure.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “You... male... mine. Want name... so hard to think.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>