<em>Feral</em>. Now there was a word Eshalu understood. Aeryn had used it once in describing her and explained its meaning in detail and she had loved it. She would show Aeryn what a ranger could do. Like the Moon Huntress taking one of her nymphs until her throat was raw from crying out.<br/><br/>She met Aeryn's kiss furiously. Her lips searching, insistent, her tongue hungry to meet Aeryn's. She could feel the heat and moisture of the human woman's breath. Eshalu was hungry for Aeryn's lips, for the very breath in her lungs. She slid a strong hand around the human woman's neck, drawing her in. Eshalu's fingers, calloused and quick form years spent mastering her art, trailed down Aeryn's neck and spine, exploring her. Each moment meant discovering a new scent, a new sight, a new sensation in each movement.<br/><br/>She sighed contentedly when she felt Aeryn's touch slide between the hard, athletic globes of her bottom, parting, teasing, moving lower, the human woman's darker thighs against her tan skin, encouraging her to spread, to open herself to her new lover. Eshalu parted her thighs and undulated her hips, bringing a first liberating jolt of desire from the stirring fire in her loins when her plump, hairless mound grazed Aeryn's skin, leaving a slick, glistening trail on coppery skin. The sensation of flesh against the slick lips of her sex was sublime and it had been far too long since she had a lover.<br/><br/>Relieved she could finally pull her robe off, she cast the awkward garment aside and allowed Aeryn the satisfaction of pulling her onto the bed. She could feel the human woman's quickened heartbeat, smell the mounting, saline musk of her arousal.<br/><br/>She lavished a long, hungry kiss on Aeryn's lips, her fingers tracing down Aeryn's throat, following the path of the veins she knew by touch alone, teasing until she met the rounded softness of the human woman's breasts.<br/><br/>Her gaze was predatory when she looked into Aeryn's eyes, half-kissing, half-biting the naturalist's lower lip. "Feel me and know me - I am yours. I will give myself to you as you have given yourself to me and I want you to know every part of me."<br/><br/>Lying atop Aeryn she felt almost feline. Like a hunting cat conquering her prey. Eshalu left a trail firm, wet kisses on Aeryn's jaw, then her throat, scraping a little with her teeth, and then lower still, leaving a slick trail in the hollow of the human woman's throat with deft flicks of her tongue.<br/><br/>The scent of Aeryn's skin was intoxicating.<em>So this is the taste of a human - soon enough she will taste me.</em>