The silence that settled over the cabin was absolute, broken only by the low, exhausted breathing of the snow leopard against Hana's neck.
Hana's thighs were sore, her belly was heavy, and her energy was entirely drained. She would rest and then think about the rest when she woke up.
Ren stirred with a soft, content grunt, his long, black-striped tail giving a lazy flick against the furs before he slowly lifted his head.
His icy blue eyes were still glazed with lingering pleasure, completely devoid of the captain persona he usually wore before his tribe. He looked down at her, his gaze fixing on the dark, elegant striped mark raised over her right breast, right over her heart.
"Hana..." he murmured hoarsely, his rough tongue tracing his bottom lip as he carefully slid his limp cock out of her body, making her twitch slightly from the sudden emptiness inside her. "Are you... are you alright?"
