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I stayed there.

Panting.

Growling.

Shaking with restraint.

Then I started to move. Relaxed at first. Next, long, deep strokes that dragged every glowing inch of me out of her and slid it back in.

“I could hurt this pussy, but not tonight.”

“Y-yes. Not tonight.” She moaned in pleasure.

The water rocked with us. Sloshed over the edge. Splashed across the stone and the cedar deck.

Her moans got louder.

My thrusts got rougher.

I couldn't hold the pace. She felt too good, and I had not felt this in centuries. I had long stopped coming out for lovers. Instead, I let the others have their fun, but for our mate. . .I would appear a lot more.

My hips snapped forward harder.

Faster.

Water exploded around us, waves crashing over the rim of the onsen, lanterns flickering as the spray hit them.

She screamed into the night. “OH MY GOD!!!”

I growled back.

My claws raked down her sides, not deep, just enough to leave pink lines on her brown skin. My tongue lashed across her shoulder. My tails squeezed her tighter, holding her exactly where I needed her as I pounded my huge cock into her again and again.

And again.

"Yes!" she sobbed. "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Mine."

"Yours!"

"Say it again."

"Yours! I'm yours!"

I roared.

And then the gland at the back of her neck began to change.

The small bump of flesh swelled.

Rose.

Pulsed.

And began to glow. Soft white at first, then brighter. It was a tiny, shining moon against her brown skin. It throbbed in time with her heartbeat. In time with mine.

Calling me.