((We  I'll be Damned!))<br/><br/>Reddel watched the young Cadester struggle with himself.  She saw the anger in him, and the desperation; even if he had managed to conceal it in his appearance, she would have detected it in his scent.  She could taste it on the air... his rage, his fear, his hunger... his arousal.  As he stood there, his loincloth bulged, pushed by an insistent pressure from behind.  The scent of his pheromones, limited, human pheromones, came to her nose, and her nostrils flared.  Her tail gave a twitch, and she turned to face him as he gave a very inhuman cry that any smart animal would have recognized as a predator's.  Then he was advancing on her, and somewhere inside her came an instinct to run.  She resisted it; she knew running wasn't an option anymore... nor had it ever been, really.  Not for her...<br/><br/>When The Cad stopped and glared down at her, his hot breath carrying scents that both terrified her and excited her, she was shaking.  The Cad would surely see it; even a normal human would see it.  But would he see it as fear, or as what it mostly really was?<br/><br/>"I want to... and can... devour you totally," he growled through clenched teeth.  "And I will, very soon, unless you very quickly get to the point, and help me free my friends."<br/><br/>She stared up into those intense eyes for a few seconds, then looked lower, into those perfect teeth.  Physical perfection... not overly muscular, but lean and symmetrical.  A hunter.  A Predator.<br/><br/>Her gaze slid lower down, along his sparsely-haired chest, passed his navel and to his groin.  She could see it through the loincloth, hard and eager... and she could most definitely<span style="font-style: italic">smell</span>it.  His hunger and his anger couldn't completely cover his lust for her.<br/><br/>She was trembling non-stop now, and it was neither from fear nor from cold.  She knew what she had to do, and she was unafraid.  This was what she was meant for... this was her purpose.<br/><br/>Close as they were, suddenly she was even closer, pressing her breasts to his chest, her hands sliding down to cup his sack and shaft through the loincloth.  She stared into his eyes, and she smiled with her slightly feral mouth.<br/><br/>"I<span style="font-style: italic">want</span>you to<span style="font-style: italic">devour</span>me," she whispered breathlessly.  "That's what I've been<span style="font-style: italic">born</span>for."  She squeezed the hardness of him.  "Take me... take my body, right here, right now.  Feed your needs, and swallow me whole, and alive."  Her eyes were wide at what she was hearing herself say, but there was no fear in them, only excitement.  "I'm<span style="font-style: italic">ready</span>for you..."<br/><br/>She saw the utter confusion in his eyes as he fought the urges.  He wanted<span style="font-style: italic">answers</span>as much as he wanted<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>, and he wanted to save his friends... but with her sacrifice, he could.  He could do anything... he just had to<span style="font-style: italic">let</span>himself.<br/><br/>"Don't think," she said softly, hoping to get him to act before it was too late.  "Just<span style="font-style: italic">do</span>it.<span style="font-style: italic">Eat</span>me, and you'll have the power to save your friends.  I<span style="font-style: italic">promise</span>you that, and that you will have more answers soon enough after I'm gone.<span style="font-style: italic">DO IT!</span>"