He sighed into her touch, into her embrace and care. His body melding with her and forming to her as if her were made to fit. He stayed standing, but he felt himself grow weak under her attention. His desire for her still inflamed as if they had not seen or spoken in a very long time. Her caresses brought forth moans as she knew each of his spots. Where he would respond as if she had been given a map.<br/><em><br/>Peg... if you keep this up the meal will have to wait as I will have to be with you again. it is .. never before with a woman like it is with you. All I want is you around me, saying you will be mine and I yours.</em><br/><br/>His words did not lie as the Irakka again summoned her lover, her mate to the fore. He knew he wanted her, his body would not be denied any of her favor or touch. It wanted her taste and her sound and all of it for his own purpose, his own desire.<br/><br/>His hands moved and found the small of her back, pressing her to him, massaging at skin and muscle that may have been sore from their animal act on the roof.. he did not want to leave, did not want to go as the scent of the woman was hidden under the hot stream of the shower and he wanted so dearly to have it back. He wanted to know she was the here and now, and the only way he could do that was with her touch.<br/><br/>The soap and the cleaning were forgotten for a moment as he moved to find her lips, to kiss her again, the memories of times past fading as he stood there with Peg, the wolf who had taken him and refused to let go.