<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>In their numerous trysts over the years, Larissa was usually the one to coax a bit of ferocity out of her beloved - it hardly arrived readily and in force. To see Elaine come at her with such obvious hunger and aggression. ...it honestly set her heart a flutter. As Elaine<em>heatedly</em>described her experience with Dorokor, Larissa rolled her own hips, grinding back against her beloved. She cooed softly as she let her mind be filled with the scene - Dorokor pushing Elaine face down into a bed of furs and claiming her ass as a wave of guttural cheers rang out around them.<br/><br/>The image swelled within her a complicated mix of emotions - helplessness, jealousy...arousal. But she couldn't deny the woman before her now.<br/><br/>Larissa grinned at her beloved's request. Wrapping her arms around Elaine's shoulder, Larissa arched her back to get herself lined up just right so that the throbbing fullness pressed against her already slick folds.<br/><br/>"You have always been my prince, I don't care what some orcs say," Larissa whispered tenderly. Then her smile turned positively wicked and her words became hot upon Elaine's ear. "...but I will welcome you as my<em>bloodchief~</em>"<br/><br/>She pulled her hands forward to lift Elaine's head so that she could stare right in her eyes. Wanton need gazed at Elaine. "I swore that I would only bear children for one person. And I'm looking right at her. So<em>breed</em>me, Bloodchief~"