Peggerty might normally have stopped had she heard the name Margaret after all that was the name her Nana always used when she was in trouble…her mother too. However she was so caught up in the whole passion of the moment, after all so many werewolves…uratha had to live in the moment.<br/><br/>She could feel the heat from her mates body and it only drove her to a further level of intoxication. Her mouth was not idle as she lapped and suck and too him so much deeper, as deep as she was able. Her hands and fingers continued their work too. Her one finger found its place though it was done not for power, it was meant only to pleasure him in the same way her mouth and other hand did.<br/><br/>Her long and agile finger searched for a certain spot, wanting to drive her lover an mate to the same heady heights that she was feeling. For the mans scent was was almost enough for her as was his reactions. So many times Peggerty was sure they had been like this so filled with passion and such ecstasy.<br/><br/>She too was moaning and trying to speak…though so filled it was not easy…but a touch of her mind in passion would find her begging him to know that which he wanted.<br/>