The Messenger [Eden/Mature]

Kenai laid the body to the outside of the tigress' den. He moved a step back and whined for her to come out and see what had happened. Perhaps it was not the right way to show her, but the Regina needed to know. Kenai thought about just telling her, but perhaps she would be in denial. That was something he did not want to work with. If she was gonig to be upset, and he knew she would, he would be there for her. He had also lost one he loved and knew what it was like to deal with the loss alone. As he sat there, he shifted to his human shell and knelt before Diallo's body. In the absolute least bit, Diallo seemed to be at peace with what happened. He had not even known he was going to die. When she finally appeared, he bowed his head and spoke softly. "I am sorry for your loss, Eden."

The scene before him was so depressing, Kenai rested still as could be. He closed his eyes, not to intrude in her moment with her mate. If only he had been there sooner, maybe Diallo would still be alive? The question fogged his mind and forced him to feel horrible as if it had been his own fault his leader was slain. He opened his eyes, watching Eden stroke his gentle and soft cheeks. She was a mess. She had lost both her mate and her cub far too close to one another. Then some human bastard have him a bullet to the head. At least Diallo did not suffer. That was the one thing Kenai was glad about. As he watched the pair, he felt the pain of loss as well. His parents, mentor and even his first love were taken all too soon by humans. But he also learned to love a single human and trust him like no other. Perhaps he should have chased down the vehicle? But it was far too fast for him to catch. If he had been a cheetah he might have stood a single chance. A single tear dripped from his silver eyes as he looked to Eden. She was now completely alone. "Eden. I am so sorry for your loss. I have lost too, but it is never easy no matter how many times you go through it. I am sorry you have lost so much so soon. I found him in neutral lands, near Big Smokey. It was the doing of a human, one with a smaller caliber pistol. From the scene I can upon, Diallo was not expecting such a thing to happen. And he did not suffer. I want you to know I will hunt this human down myself and slay him for you, or I will bring him to you for you to slay. He will not get away with this. Is there anything I can do for you?" Concerned with her health, he wanted to make sure she was eating. She had cooked for him before and it was most excellent. But now he would have to provide for his Regina.

First, before birth, it was her father from poachers, then the loss of her mother from cancer, as well as the following disappearance of her elder sibling - Darren. Now she lay at the hands of two more; a daughter, one so beautiful and kind, it was so hard to deal with after the notice of her rape and murder. And last but not least of all... the individual she loved dearly in passionate ways that could only be described by them to each other and no one else, because they wouldn't understand. What had she done that was so wrong in the word to make her pay for such pain, to live in a misery where losses are made left and right and the only thing broken is her heart. When Kenai began to speak, she looked up at him quietly and then nodded slowly. She thought that he had known more about her history, but it was apparent that he didn't, and she didn't feel like telling anyone more now that the one true person that knew everything was gone, "He will be avenged.. that is promised.. but for n-now.. time for me to process and mourn would be appropriate." Eden said softly, hoping her stomach would imply another request. As the tears soon dried, she choked back the last cry for a time more private, busying her hand to stroke around the round ear of her lover. She whispered a lullaby against the chest that held no voice of a heartbeat quietly - a soft song that her mother sang to her before falling asleep, as well as herself to Shailene when she had nightmares. This calmed her down, but it also gave her comfort in singing it to Diallo even if his soul was no longer apart of his body,

"Wandering.. child of the earth, do you know.. how.. much you're worth to me? You have walked..this path since your birth.. you were destined for more.." She hiccuped, this due to the amount of air she sucked in while crying out to whatever spirit that tormented her life to experience this much agony. Eden looked to the body of Diallo and never allowed a tear to be wiped away from her cheek as she continued. "There... are those.. who'll tell you you're wrong. They will try.. to.. silence your song.. but right here.. is where you belong.. So don't search.. anymore.." When she was finished with the lines she found most important, she tucked back her white-blonde hair back behind her ear and leaned in so that she could rest her head on his shoulder. She was exhausted, in ways she knew not were possible, and found herself drifting away to a slumber she wouldn't remember. Perhaps Kenai could help her away from the body long enough for him to be buried while she slept and cried into the side where he rested. Why did it have to be this hard? "...I would like to bury him next to our daughter.. if you wouldn't mind.. In the Magenta Meadows.. she lay at the top of the hill where Diallo and I professed our love for one another.. it would only seem right for them to rest in peace together in a place so memorable." She said, peering outside the cave towards the sinking sun.

The Bellator listened to her words, allowing her the peace she needed. Nothing he could say would cure the pain she was feeling. Noticing he could do would make it right. As he watched her, he recalled the brief history she had told him. She had so much loss in her life and it didn't seem to get any better. He listened to her song, not knowing where it had come from or originated. It was beautiful, to say the least and calming. Kenai closed his eyes as he listened, trying to calm his own nerves and anger he felt inside. The Shifters had done nothing to the humans, yet they killed their leader in cold blood. It was a horrible way to die, dishonorable and horrifying. When she finally spoke, giving him a single request, he could not deny her. He opened his eyes, looking over her form, he tried to give some kind of hope to her in his gaze. But there was none. What could he possibly do to make everything okay now? He took a deep breath and stood up from the ground. "Regina Eden, I would be honored to bury Diallo for you. Would you like to come or would you prefer to stay here? I only want what is best for you."

"As you wish." That was all he said to her. He shifted to his primal form, a hulking grizzly Bear before the human tigress. He looked over the dead body one last time, noting the dried blood on his coat as well as his own. No more blood left the body. He had well been parished at this time. Taking a deep breath he hoisted the corpse over his spine, and held a single paw gently within his mouth to keep it stable upon his back. He turned and started to walk away, only pausing for a second as he heard her speak those solemn words. He took a soft sigh and continued on his way. Traveling with the remains of Diallo now was much harder it seemed, whether from the way his body was already tired of carrying his large form before or for the emotional distress his body was forced into. It was hard to lose someone so great for the pack, as well as watching a female you idolize break down and cry. As he journeyed through the lands, he took the scenic route, allowing the Regina her peace. He did not intend on leaving her alone this night, as she needed someone more than ever. Kenai passed along the cliff side, looking to the ocean as he passed. The crisp smell of the saltwater waves was thick in the slightly humid air. He stopped a moment and stared out to the sea. If anyone had seen the bear, they would think him insane at this moment. "I wonder if you ever swam in the ocean or had the chance to catch a fish. I know tigers are more prone to the high protein prey items, but just once to feel the waves on your skin... It's breath-taking.." But Kenai had his orders and he would accomplish them. He set out for the fields she had requested, the single place where their love blossomed. Someday he would ask Eden of that story as a love so strong was such a precious thing. She was lucky to find one in the male tiger. Atop the hill laid the grave of their only offspring, Shailene. She had a beatiful little headstone signifying where she has been buried. Carefully he lowered he Rex to the ground and moved beside her grave. With his sharp claws, he dug and tore at the ground, pulling out flowers and weeds alike. The dirt pelted his already mangy coat and yet, he did not care. Once a big enough hole was dug for his fearless leader, he gently placed the body inside.

As he stood back and looked to the body, another tear left his eyes. "Your death was unfortunate and untimely. You were supposed to live out your days and nights with Eden. She hose you to keep her body warm at night, to hold her darkest secrets and to love her until you took your last breath. It is not that I blame you, not in any way... But you should have asked me to help. I know you did not know me well, as we only talked a couple times, but I wanted to be there for you. You wee a man of your word, honorable, and I was blessed to have known you for as short a time as I did." Stabding on his hind legs, he shifted to his human shell and grabbed a handful of dirt. As he tossed the dirt over the body, it seemed to fall on slow motion. Once the first pile was thrown, he continued to cover the body until it could no longer be seen. Two mounds rested one by the other as the sun began to set. Grabbing a large twig, he began to dwindle away the wood with a small pocket knife and tied it with some twine into a cross. It was not as perfect as Shailene's and he was fine with that. When he had the ability he would craft a better one. "May you rest in peace Rex Diallo, and I will see you again. When I come up there, we will share a beer and you can show me where my long lost love is as well." More tears dripped from his eyes. He bowed his head to the final resting place of Diallo. Taking steps back, he headed for their territory. He made his way straight to Eden's den, holding back his emotions for her sake. She would need a rock by her side, someone to be strong so she could be weak. When he made it to the den, he smelled blood. Immediately he rushed in, "Eden are you alright?" he was worried he Hunter had come back for more, but once he saw her knelt on the ground, he knew what happened. Taking off his shirt, he ripped it into strips and dropped to his knees by her, careful of he shattered glass. Taking her bloody palm, he wrapped her hand and tied it tight to help stop the bleeding. His silver gaze caught sight of the picture and gently pulled her against his chest so she could cry. "Shhh, everything will be alright. I will not leave your side until you are okay'"

Soon enough, she was within the presence of rescue, but her body was too numb to react to either situation. The blood, or the bear. She was silent up until the time he applied pressure around her wound with a light fabric she assumed used to be his shirt from before, as he was now shirtless. Eden didn't look at him though, her eyes were closed shut and sealed with a non-existing glue that granted her a comforting darkness behind her eyelids. A place where she could weep and none would be able to see the pain, a corner for when she would scream, though the cry could not be heard, and to drown in the pain, while no one would be able to save her. She didn't flinch from the small mending, but it'd be a lie if she were to say it didn't hurt. The tigress thought there to be more glass still wedged in some particles of her flesh, but her mind was thrown to hell and then into the fog as she was soon in the arms of her Bellator. The tears seemed to have managed a path out from under their confines as she automatically nestled into where he guided her and soothed her with words that didn't come as clear as they would if she wasn't this sad. "Forever..Kenai.." She muttered, clenching her fingers as tight as they could (which wasn't much since she was quite weak from the news) around his shoulder while the other was occupied with her face. "He's gone.. he's gone.." she repeated shakily, the fact still not yet being able to be processed completely through her thoughts as she said it aloud. Her breath drew in short pauses as she found the time to inhale after every few hyperventilating weeps and a passing hiccup. She knew her nose was running, and she sniffed naturally without thinking that it could get on this man's bare shoulder. She thought it was pathetic of herself to cry before such a common individual that made up a majority of their power, but Eden had granted herself the ability of accepting everyone and anyone for the ranks they were given. They were all equal to her, only to a slight degree did they hold a bit more importance. She deserved this much, at least, and even Kenai had mentioned his sympathy through that in which burying Diallo for her. "And he's never coming back.." She cried obnoxiously, her voice slowly raising as anger began to pulse through her light blue veins found just beneath the pale pigment of her skin. "Ever!" She shouted, biting back before a growl could erupt and echo throughout the entire lands and cave.

She was still against him, only the beating of her heart could he hear. It was strange. How could she be so calm, but like a tidal wave she lost it all within a second. She clung to him, looking for the safety and protection he could provide for her. She wheezed and breathed heavily as the snot and tears dripped down his chest, but he did not care. She was hurting in the worst way. Perhaps showing her the body was not the smartest idea, but if he had not would she have believed him? Would she go searching for his body as she had searched for Shailene when she went missing? Thinking of it more, he decided he had done the right thing here. Seeing her in this way, broke his own heart. There was nothing more he could do for her. But as her body language changed and she grew angry, he could feel her wound still bleeding. As she yelled, he knew she was not yelling at him in particular. He imagined she saw the silhouette of his killer and was speaking to it. The mind did some very dangerous things when it was in so much pain. When blood touched his skin from the shirt, he knew something was not right. He took her hand, trying to calm her down. Slowly he unwrapped her bandage and looked to her palm. More blood had appeared and the skin looked irritated beyond belief. "Try to calm down. You seem to still have some glass in your palm." He held her hand gently and lifted it closer to his eyes. With two finger tips, he grabbed a small sharp point and pried it from her skin. He did this until he could no longer see anything else in sight. He grabbed his shirt and ripped another strip, making it a little longer than the last one. When he tied it around her hand, he did it in the same way again. "I think I got everything this time... But I am not sure." He looked to her face, the makeup she wore had smeared down her cheeks. Her eyes were puffy as if she had been crying for weeks on end. "Death is a part in the cycle of life. But sometimes those we love are taken far too soon. Diallo was not ready to go, he was young and I know that he loved you. On the first night I met the both of you, I saw how he stared at you. It was the same way I stared at my first love. I will not leave you unless you ask me to, but I wish to make sure you are completely alright."

Sniffling hard, she watched him carefully dissect her bloodied hand, observing the ways of which he used in easily picking out the tiniest pieces of glass. She used her uninjured palm to wipe away the make-up, only making it smear across her cheek rather than all together. Eden tried to cooperate well with this Bellator as he tried to help her, but she couldn't stop from blubbering. Her blue eyes searched for Kenai's strong frame and build as he did this. She couldn't find a sort of place to comfort herself other than the wall far from them. As he retied on a new shred of shirt to her wounds, she choked on her own words, only to silence herself and hiccup once as she had swallowed so much air during her times of shouting. She had no words left to speak, and wondered if it were impossible. Her entire blood-line had been sent into the oblivion, beyond her control and knowing. When Kenai looked at her, she knew then how much of a mess she probably appeared as. She hoped he wouldn't notice so much the mess rather than what was going on behind her big, teary blue eyes staring back at him. If Diallo were to be the one to see her cry, he'd hold her tight until she fell asleep or felt like talking about it, but Kenai did not share that relationship with her, nor would anyone else. And he'd kiss her, even if she were asleep or mad, and it would make her calm again. She knew that he loved her, very much for she could sense it in both his words and heart. Eden looked to where Kenai was, but did not see the Bellator in his place, but her mate. Her eyes were drawn to his lips, and she leaned in, never to realize that her vulnerable emotions had led her into a Hell full of sinful illusions. The tigress's hand gently caressed her lover's cheek and pressed her mouth to his, feeling his lips against hers in a sweet salutations. Instantly she had stopped crying, not a tear found in sight, nor guilt. This was Diallo who she was kissing, she convinced herself of, and found no pain to come from whom she was really revealing affections for.

For her own life, Eden could not stop crying. No matter what he tried to say or do, she could not stop. Kenai felt terrible for her, and he knew he needed to be her rock now. He took a deep breath as she just cried against him. He took another piece of his shirt and slid it gently across her cheek. He wiped away some of her tears and the smeared make-up only to find her cheek soaking wet once again. He cleared all the make-up from her face, leaving her features to be red from the irritation of crying. In a way, she was still beautiful. Most men were very superficial, only liked a woman when she wore heels, did her hair and make-up, and forced themselves to be someone they were not. But Kenai saw the glory in her natural beauty, even when her hair looked like a sparrow's nest. She was a gorgeous woman. A goddess among the immortal beings. When her burning blue eyes stared up to his silver gaze, he did not speak. What else was there he could possibly say? There really was nothing. Kenai stared at her, and did not notice when she came way too close to his face. It was not until her lips were securely pressed to his that he realized what she had done. Silver eyes wide in his head for a few seconds before the feeling swept over his body in wonderlust. He could not believe this was happening, but he could not stop it. Honestly, he didn't know of he should even stop it. The way she kisses him was like any other he had ever felt before. In his past life, he had loved before, as Eden loved Diallo, but his love was a bear. They were extremely close to one another, but they never shared the bond of two humans. They licked and cuddled, along with many things, and even kissing humans did not compare to this. The emotions he felt from her lips, he never had with any human. In his school years, he had many one night stands, nights filled with lust and pleasure. He kissed her back and his eyes shut. One hand slipped to her cheek and helped press her harder against him. His other arm wrapped around her back and pulled her tight against him. As he kissed her, his lips parted slightly for his tongue to slip into her mouth and wrestle against her own muscle. He gave just as much passion as he gave her, if not more. All thoughts and reason blurred in his mind and washed away as his enjoyment of the situation grew.

She could not pry apart her conscience at this degree, her lustful train of thought and illusive mind had altered everything around her to the way it was in the past. There was no death, no hardship or tears, and in the other room she thought there to be a young cub still sleeping in her quarters whilst her beloved was still at her lips. Her slender fingers gently moved up and into the lining of his hair at his temple, softly smoothing them through the hair, only to slightly grip the back as their mouths opened against one another. Tears of happiness and rejoice budded at her lower eyelids, however they refused to flow from them as they nestled close to where they formed. A shiver ran down her spine as she could feel his wet tongue slide against hers, a hint of a low growl rumbling out and into his mouth for them to share, and them only. She did not allow herself to do this with other men, but only the figures she had come to know and love ever-so-dearly. Unfortunately, she did not love Kenai as she did with her mate, but she didn't know that much was him at the moment. A side of her was rather awake between the chaos, the faction of her that knew everything that was going on, but could not find the power to control it. These instincts could not be helped, nor forgiven. One of her hands freed from his hair to slowly ease onto his lap, cradling the ends of her fingers to stroke the inner portion of his thigh, as she would do with Diallo to slightly arouse him from time to time, a soft tease, she liked to put it. In her entire life, she had only shared an amount of four lovers, the three before Diallo had been too much of a mistake to even speak of, but she knew that it was the tiger that would treat her with respect and utmost care. Was it wrong of her to be doing such things? Ultimately. Could she control it? Not at all. She gently pushed him, though she knew the tactics behind her lover's playfulness, and would not be surprised with what he would have in store for his mate. Eden liked this all too well, if only she had been a bit stronger with knowing that it was the Bellator. Karma was a bitch, after all.

With what he gave her, he received with the same intensity. As she released a growl, his brain told him to stop, while his body told him to forget it. Maybe tigers play this way? he thought to himself, trying to pull his brain back into the game. This was happening. She wanted it and to be completely honest, so did Kenai. After school he had promised to never initiate a one-night stand again. But this was not that, he concluded. He would see Eden every day, in their pack, and he would be there for her. It was not the same thing. It didn't feel like the same thing. Part of Kenai wondered if she had intense feelings for him, if she had always or it was just in loss she needed a release. Whatever it was, he was not going to deny his Regina, like the attentive Bellator he was. The hand on her back, slid down her perfect frame. He did not stop until she touched his thigh. Immediately, he could feel the blood rushing to his crotch. It forced his hand to reach down and grab her ass. As her cheek sat plumply in his grasp, he squeezed and released a couple times. But he did not release her from his hold. Instead he pulled her into his lap, allowing her to rest her thigh on his arousal. He broke the kiss from her lips and began kissing down her cheek to her neck where he but her hard, licked and sucked the area. Quietly he calmed down the beast within, wishing to shift to get a taste for himself. He had half a mind to rip off her clothes and have his way with her here and now. But he would save that for the climax of this moment.

As she was hoisted onto the top of his lap, Eden grinned pleasantly at the touch to his bulged area beneath her. Her hips instinctively moved to a gentle motion against him, something she knew to a degree her lover enjoyed, thus as well a lot of males, according to her experience. She made a soft, yet hungry growl for lust and desire, and he succeeded in applying just the right pressure in all the right places. Her long, wavy lochs of blonde were smoothed casually to the side behind her ear as she lingered her lips along the surface of his neck. With the touch of her long, feline fangs Eden grazed them stealthily along his skin until resting just nearest to his ear. Once she had touched it with her upper lip, she bite down and gently tugged on the flesh, making a sweet sound into the canals of his ear that would hopefully get a rise out of him. Her hands roamed freely over his shoulders and down the front of his toned abdomen without haste. She never was a shy girl to deny being able to touch a man personally. Leaning back, she crossed her arms over her body and grabbed the end of her tank top, easily pulling it up and over her head just so it could be thrown to the side. Her breasts were perky as they still remained perched within their confines held by a single large band and two tiny straps over her slim shoulders.

Eden bit her lip which compelled an innocent grin, and slowly batted her eyes at him. But, every time she blinked, something strange would happen, she noticed. She had seen her beloved before sitting beneath her, kissing and biting the skin which she possessed, and the next she'd see Kenai. Perhaps she was having mixed-emotions, after all, their Bellator was appealing to the eye, and she had a habit of a wandering stare at times, but never before when in intimate times did she think of other men asides her partner. Maybe it was a phase. She blinked again, finding Diallo there again and kissed him in welcome. Eden's hands cradled his face and gently pushed him back with enough force to lay on the floor where they sat. She kissed him roughly, and long until she came up for air, her lips just brushing against his when doing so. However, when she looked into his eyes, they were not green like the ivy that grew on the forest trees, but the color of titanium metal instead. Her brows narrowed, and she blinked, finding Kenai there, and blinked again - the same silver eyes. Now she was beginning the flush with a light pink as she feared the worst, "..Kenai?" Eden asked, wondering if it were him or just an illusion of hers.

The passion they shared between one another was far too great. Kenai could not slow himself, he could not stop. He bit and licked her neck. He sucked on her tender skin, trying not to leave a mark on it. His hands explored her body while he thought of unfastening his pants. He moved to kiss her lips once more, tasting her sweet saliva. It tasted almost like honey to him, sweet and perfect. As she took off her shirt, he could barely contain himself. He planted his face between her breasts, licking and sucking as he moved his lips over the puffy mounds. He stared at her bra, pulling a portion down so he could suck on the end of her nipple. The soft pink of her skin rested gently in his mouth as he sucked on it. she seemed to be liking it, but soon pried him from her. The material recovered her breast as he fell to lay down. On his way down, he took off his own shirt. His silver eyes looked up to her blue orbs with a gleam in them. But in the shock of everything, she spoke his name. Of course he was Kenai, but why did it sound like a question? He sat up from being on the ground and kissed her cheek once, "yes I am Kenai, but you knew that Eden.." He leaned and kissed her neck three times, gently as he ran his hands down her back.

She looked at him in pure disbelief, and a sliver of guilt trembled down her spine. Eden could not fathom between the choices of sin, to receive the fix she deserved or perhaps boot the bear out of her den so that she would not allow her mate's death watch from the clouds. As he kissed her cheek, she couldn't help a hint of a smile rise at the corner of her lips - it was the least she could do despite the revelation of the dreadful truth. "Of course I knew that.." She lied, plainly through her teeth as she melted beneath his touch and gentle kisses down her neck. "I.. just thought it was too good to be true.." The Regina lied once more. She had never thought to do such a terrible thing, and to one of her most loyal Bellators yet. The tigress did not enjoy lying, but she saved the pity for later and helped herself to a piece of this bear, and promised it'd be the one, and only time she'd ever do it. There was never a time that she would think of herself to be with another man asides Diallo when they were together, nor after, considering the future was now dark in her eyes. Perhaps this was what she would need, and even though she found out it was not in fact her beloved, she still managed a way to persuade herself to the greener side. Not to be mistaken wrongly of this man, for Kenai was very handsome, but not the type she sought to find a future with upon intimacy. She closed her eyes slowly and exhaled, dismissing the ideas of guilt to be replaced with lust. Reaching behind her, she unclipped the little strap which the bear shifter had tried to suckle beneath, removing it all together to soon be thrown to the side. Her breasts now were entirely exposed as she reopened her eyes and looked down at him, leaning so her mouth was against his ear. She whispered softly, "Now give me a reason to call you, my Bellator.." Eden said whilst nibbling the bottom part of his ear and growling playfully in return.

At this point, his instincts had taken over his mind completely. She was now half naked on his lap. His arousal for her was growing and her voice affirmed the thoughts he held in his mind. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. What had happened earlier that day was no longer on his mind. Kenai wanted to maul her body, to place his attention all over her form. He would kiss each breast as if it was the last pair he would ever love on. He wanted to make her scream his name so loud, the other Shifters would wonder why she was screaming his name. The humans always screamed when he gave them his greatest gift. He lusted for her, fire and ice coursed through his body. His lips lit aflame as he kissed her porcelain skin. With her breasts now fully exposed, one hand moved to grab it, holding it gently in his palm. His mouth focused on the other, sucking on it gently. He moved to the other, using his tongue to leave a line of saliva along her skin. It looked like a snail had slithered across her breasts. Inside of his pants, he could feel his bulge growing as the blood rushed there. Kenai moved back to kiss her lips, forcing their tongues to roll in their combined saliva, drenched in the toxicity of their feelings for one another. He wrapped his arms around her back and gently laid her on the floor as he ravaged her body with his lips. He moved down her body, licking down her stomach as he made his way to her pants. He unfastened them with ease, as he had done this many times before. He tugged them from her form and tossed them to the floor with the rest of her clothes. Now all she laid in were her panties. The aroma which escaped from between her legs called to him, they sang his name and begged to be soothed by him. Kenai laid between her legs, tugging her underwear completely off and tossing it to the floor. As she was completely naked now, Kenai examined her whole body. With only his fingers, he rubbed over her gently, touching the gentle lady parts he had just uncovered. Slowly he inserted one finger, feeling her walls tighten around it and the wetness she held within.

As her back laid against the cold floor, she could feel the air from outside finally rush in to chill her exposed skin. Her nipples hardened to a point as the wind brushed over them, making her shiver both from the cold and building arousal within her nether-regions and mind. Eden tried to look passed her breasts as her stomach was accompanied by something wet, though the fullness to her beloved mounds took away half of the view. Soon, her pants were pulled away down her legs, leaving more skin for the air to press against too. She moaned quietly towards the slithering of his tongue as her under-garnets were tugged down as well shortly after she could hear her pants thrown to the side. If it weren't for her sense of control, she would've already had him pinned. Biting her lip, she seized the idea of melting to his touch as he finally reached his way to her most sensitive, and lustful, spot upon her body. Her blonde white hair sprawled across the floor above her head in various directions, as well as knotting beneath one of her hands while the other tried to find a way to Kenai's hair. He was gentle, the tigress discovered, but she doubted on how long it would take before he possessed the ability to really light her flame. Before she could exhale and press closer to his hand, her walls were greeted with an anxious finger to dive right into her caverns of arousal. Eden clutched a handful of her own hair before twitching into his hand's direction, her hips automatically springing into a playful reaction as she moaned. She was greedy to want more of him, more for herself in those few moments, actually. With the hand which could not reach to his hair, she freely allowed herself to move it next to her sweet-spot, just above Kenai's occupied fingers. She rubbed slowly nearest to his, making her grind slowly before looking up at him with pleading eyes. Her lips formed only two words which consisted of 'Fuck me.', before slowly closing her eyes and allowing the Bellator to do what he pleased with her body.

Piercing silver eyes shot up to the Regina before him, seeking the comfort in her sky-colored hues. He found it immediately, and quick enough to see the words she mouthed to him. How could he deny her what she wanted? Especially when it was something he wanted as well. Moving from between her legs, Kenai leaned forward, running a hand over her cheek, while his torso leaned down against her body. He kissed along her neck and breasts, feeling the warm skin against his own. His hips spread her legs open wide enough for him to fit comfortably within her. Slow at first, he forced the end of his member to split the lips which protected her entrance from him. As the skin moved around him, and the walls tightened, he could feel the wet feeling from within. She wanted this. He wanted this. Quickly, he thrust hard, forcing the full length of himself to fill her. As she clasped around him, he closed his eyes, placing his teeth along her neck. He left bites, hard and gentle as he moved up and down against her. Silent grunts slipped from his lips as he moved against her. His arm wrapped around the curve of her lower back, pulling her lower abdomen closer to him for a better angle and leverage. With this added help, he could speed up this task as well as thrust deeply into her chasm. Releasing her neck, Kenai sat up on his ankles, rolling his body back to lean away from her while his member still drilled her entrance. He grabbed her legs, throwing them over his shoulders as he pulled her ass closer and closer to his body. He leaned down and sucked on her nipple, forcing himself faster than before. The backs of her knees hung over his shoulders, moving with him as he controlled her body.

Legs neatly spread apart, Eden followed through with the shifter's actions without so much as opening her eyes. She didn't need to, she happened to know all the moves he'd make before he'd so as dare react according to them. Her experience was showing full well, and she could only hope Kenai saw that within her as she lay vulnerably against the cold ground. As the space between both of her lightly tanned legs was filled with his body, all she could do was feel the arousal travel up from the place where his skin brushed her inner thighs to the nervous system in her skull. It tingled to feel such a space being taken up with another, and it made her dampen just thinking about it. She bit her lip, slowly reopening her eyes to see that Kenai had found a place comfortably against her before finally making an entrance. The female groaned in ecstasy, surrendering herself to every inch that thrust deeper within her aroused, wet, tight walls. And all together, his member slide forcefully right in, instantly punching a part of her that shot adrenaline through her body and make her skin shiver with delight. She fell short of reality as he marked her with his lustful bites and suckles, only to return them whilst she slowly circled her hips towards his hard. This cub wouldn't be granted all the work - she had to make an effort to assist her Bellators just as much as they did to support her, after all. Before he could lean back, she moved closer to his ear, gently nibbling the ends of it and whispering into a sly, yet wanting tone. "Mm.. good boy.." When things were changed, Eden relaxed to the position he controlled her in, teasing him by slowly playing with her breasts in the view which he could plainly see. Each thrust was like a blessing to her walls, and she moaned along after every other that seemed to target her building sensation. "Ohh..." She would only be able to make out, legs now propped against his shoulders and creating an even tighter entrance for the male to push through. Was it remotely possible for one to climax this early, Eden thought, pushing the idea down as a growl rolled off her tongue. Just a bit more and she'd be satisfied - at least for a little while.

She seemed to be enjoying herself, pleasing her own body as theirs collided together. The few noises they made from their lips were silenced by the crashing sounds of their bodies colliding as one. Waves of pleasure rolled over the boy from the top of his member all the way to the spine which held him so frigidly straight. His hands clasped her hips, keeping her very close to him. A few times he had to figt the urge to keep the bear from revealing itself. Kenai did not want to hurt Eden, but he did like the rough jerking, ramming feeling he was forcing upon her body. As she laid there, touching herself before him, Kenai wanted more. He looked to her side, eyeing the ripped up remains of his shirt and pulled from her body. He placed his pelvis close to her face, leaving his member to hover over her face as he grabbed the shirt and ripped a long strip out of it. As Kenai did this, preparing for the next move, he hoped she would take initiative and begin cleaning her juices from his throbbing shaft. If she did, he would give her some time to take it all into her mouth, feeling the muscle swell and flex from the desire to thrust into her throat. But if she did not, then he would begin the next step. With a strip of material in hand, he grabbed both of her hands, and leaned down to kiss her lips. His hands were big enough to grab both of her wrists with one, while his other hand wrapped the material around them. He fastened it tightly, knowing full well she could break from the binds if she truly wanted. As he finished the task of binding her together, he pulled back and smiled to her. He placed kisses and licks along her breast, forcing the nipples to stay erect. Kenai spoke not a word, but slid from the Regina and moved his arms to grab her own and pull her to sit up. As he did so, their lips met again in a heated passion, while he formulated in his mind just how he was going to make this work. As he broke the kiss, he began to turn her onto her knees, away from him. This allowed the Bellator to see her ass completely. He forced her onto her bound hands and knees. One hand slapped her ass, hard, forcing it to shake and jiggle from the great smack. Kenai moved behind to tigress, spreading her legs just enough for him to make his entry once more. When he was fully inserted into the tight cavern once more, his thrusts became harder and quicker than before. At this angle, he could hit points he could not before. His hands slid over her milky skin, one grabbed a breast, while the other held into her hip. As their bodies collided and crashed, all the bear could do was grunt "Fuck yes..."

At the leaving of his throbbing member, Eden shuddered softly, only to then watch as to what he had in mind when he was removed. She whined quietly to herself and even pouted her lip for a greater effect until he had taken reign of the shirt he had torn to wrap her wounds. The Regina carefully watched as he reached over her, leaning his waist more towards her mouth by what she assumed was on purpose, but would not be surprised if she were wrong. Extending her tongue, she lapped the glazed liquids surrounding his tip, gently teasing and suckling the head along with it's pre-juices. She kissed his inner thighs, performing a soft task in distracting herself from trying to devour him all at once. A growl muttered softly through her lips as she looked up along the surface of his abdomen to his face, licking her upper lick hungrily as she only could anticipate what he wished next. Her knees trembled from the lack of care put into arousal - she had not made it that far, and her caverns beckoned to be filled with what he had to gift her with - to feel the fix she need pull her in and spit her out as a new person. She watched as he took the strips and grabbed her wrists into one of his strong hands, eying him casually with her blue eyes as to what he had in mind, until she got the picture. Once her wrists were bounded together and she returned the smile before her mouth was snatched with his in joyful reunion. She groaned pleasurably, only to then be flipped over so that she was on her knees and forearms to support her up. At the loud smack of her ass, Eden yelped and glared at him with her long, feline-like fangs. She calmed herself quickly as she watched him move behind her and slowly ease himself back inside. Her eyes closed and she dropped her head into her hands, wrists bound together beneath her. Moaning, she willingly spread her legs for him, looking under her to watch the attachment to his member swing back and forth with each and every powerful thrust. Her walls were beginning to tight as she squirmed against the feeling boiling inside her lower stomach. As her body writhed uncontrollably whilst her hips stayed in complete control for Kenai, Eden could not hold back for much longer. Her eyes shot open as a loud moan rolled out of her throat, causing some of the strength in her arms to pull apart and the material to rip. Her palms pressed into the ground, using the momentum left with the energy sparred to slam her hips as hard as she good against him. She did this a couple times until she began to tremble, slowly allowing herself to be defeated as her climax rose and carried her into oblivion. "Oh fuck.. Kenai!" The tigress moaned, hips shaking and breathing out of the norm. She could feel her liquids drip down her thighs as it was released, coating over the throbbing member within her completely in doing so.

Listening to her moans, he smiled. She was really enjoying his actions and he was enjoying probably far more than he was supposed to. He held her rear close to him, pumping back and forth. As she tightened around him, Kenai could feel his climax returning as well. He knew it would not be a good idea to knock her up, so in the last second, he pulled himself out of her and allowed his member to spit along her back, spreading his seed over her ass and back. He watched as the wad moved along her body. It was a beautiful thing to see. He enjoyed it and moved from the female bent over. He moved to lay on the ground looking to her with a smile. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" He had a smirk pressed to his lips as he turned his head to face her. He looked to his clothes on the floor, and then back to her. He then found himself wondering how the rest of their day would go, or even how the rest of their lives would be. Would she need him to be around much more? Would she want him to be here more? If she did need him to be a lover or just a toy to use and pleasure, then he would be willing to do it anytime she wanted.

Eden laid flat on her stomach once he had moved out of her, resting so that her cheek pressed into the cold floor and her body could at least find the time to catch its breath. The tigress on the outside looked worn and exhausted to the point of death, but internally overjoyed. But she knew once the bear would leave her quarters that the tears would roll off her cheeks again and she would have  to face what had happened just hours ago. For now, she rested, hearing the bears comment and holding back whatever would want to make her laugh in return. She just nodded, looking to him with her sparkling blue, tired eyes. Getting up slowly, her legs trembled until she found her balance, slowly strolling over to take a shower before looking back at him in hue he doorway, "You may leave.. Or help yourself to something to eat if you wish to stay on the couch till morning." Eden turned her face to look into the bathroom, not having the heart to turn him down so easily so she allowed him to stay instead, at least for the night that is. "I have errands to run tomorrow..." Now with Diallo's death on the plate, she feared her position as well as being in danger. She would need reinforcements, a person who she could trust. The Regina knew the answer, but was she willing to risk it? "Goodnight.." She said before walking in and closing the door.

Anything was worth risking for them.

Everything which had just happened forced the bear to lay on his back. As she got up and walked out to shower, he could not look at her. What had he done? All sense and reason came rushing back to him as he stared at the ceiling of her cave. Diallo was probably cursing his name right now for the acts he had just committed with his widowed mate. Wonderful. Kenai got up from the floor once she was no longer in sight. He cleaned himself off with the old shirt he had ripped up for her, initially. He grabbed his pants and boxers, putting them back on before slipping on his shoes. When he had all his things together, he looked to her bathroom. Should he say bye? Should he thank her? This was the strangest interaction he had ever had with a leader figure. He would see her around the pack, but wasn't exactly sure how she would handle him from here out. Instead of speaking a word, he walked to the entrance of her cave and walked out. He shifted to his bear form to hide the remains of his clothes as he made it back to his den.